December 2009
28 posts
new years eve
and i’m keeping it low key. hanging with the family tonight and thinking back on the year that’s passed. its been crazy, fun and outta sight. its had its high peaks and abysmal downs, and now looking toward 2010 i’m trying to think of resolutions that will actually stick.
Watchbirdwillbirdwont: super cute
sick for christmas
this is the first time in my memory that i have ever missed christmas eve at my uncle’s house and needless to say it made me rather upset. but, having a sinus infection, an upper respiratory infection and bronchitis, my family thought it was best for me to stay home.
so dad stayed home with me. and we watched oodles of movies and he made homemade baked mac n cheese (my favorite, especially...
reading for pleasure
is all i’ve done since coming home for break, well that and christmas shopping and dying of some sickness. but back to the first - i had forgotten how enjoyable it is/ was afraid that i would be incapable of reading for fun. super relaxing, i’m having a grand old time.
last day in boston
life is...
so surreal
currently...
ripping apart a story i love so that i can make it cohesive enough to serve as my final. it hurts. especially as i morph the characters into people that i don’t like. with the rewrites i find myself unable to sympathize with these grotesque verses of characters i actually cared about. well i’m upping the crazy like my class asked for. they better like the monster i’m creating on...
last night
i told my dad, the end goal is to be sitting on a porch somewhere reading a book with a hot cup of tea. its just a manner of figuring out how to get from here to there.
and the more i think about it, the better it sounds
“For I have known them all already, known them all
Have known the evenings,...”
– T. S. Eliot - The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
dinner with dad
in high school it was the night that mum was at a meeting. dad would make dinner and niki and i would spill our guts. we’d word vomit everything to dear old dad, who would sit, listen and some how absorb it all. any problem we had, boys, classes, friends - they would come to light on those nights. and later that evening we’d go to bed with lighter hearts because everything had been...
you cause me
to write angry lines of poetry
to see my faults
to go crazy
with frustration,
delusions,
effervescent bubbles
to feel like i’m losing my mind
and it kills me
because i like having you around
soo....
due to have a stomachbugthingy last night, i slept through my first class - where i was supposed to present. <expletive>
so i just called into work and have the goal of not sleeping off being sick, but working through it. so world, here’s the reality of my situation. for the next 2 weeks i am going to be locked in my room making up for all the time i didn’t pay attention/slept...
on saturday
i turned 20.
it was something that i wasn’t looking forward to - it was something that i found terrifying. there were so many things that i wanted to do before i turned 20
and its not that i can’t do them now, but i wanted to be able to say that i did them while i was a teenager - have these things count as part of my growing up process, while i was still a teen.
and with most...
