i can't sleep. i don't even have cats for company.
ADDITION:
i'm feeling so absurdly neutral these past few days. zero strong emotions. i mostly miss the good ones, right. but you know; if you said jump...
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
every day
Sometimes, I just want to be able to do stuff like this. But then I think, is that enough? What is enough?
Today has not been so good so far. It will improve, though.
When I grow up, I will have a house packed with wood furniture that my Dad built. All of us will, because there will be so much that a single one of us couldn't fit it all in our house. And all the furniture that he built for this house in the garage will move all over the country and be scattered into little corners of the world, eventually.
I think I'm a little over-emotional right now.
Today has not been so good so far. It will improve, though.
When I grow up, I will have a house packed with wood furniture that my Dad built. All of us will, because there will be so much that a single one of us couldn't fit it all in our house. And all the furniture that he built for this house in the garage will move all over the country and be scattered into little corners of the world, eventually.
I think I'm a little over-emotional right now.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
i miss i miss i miss, precious heart
abbey, i want that to make you feel a little bit better. i am so sorry things are just crap for you right now. here's sincere wishes that it is only temporary crap.
today i was thinking that i take everything much too seriously. like i don't really have the right to say i like something unless i'm completely informed and passionate about it, or that i understand something unless i have spent time carefully studying it. but most people don't do that, so i don't know if that makes me a tryhard or what. but then i think, why should i lower my standards of basic existence because of the way other people behave? then i kind of stop thinking about it because it's a bit stressful.
i'm supposed to be doing a timeline on Stalin, but i might make cookies instead. Today at DPS, Morgan said the best thing ever, because I did the same thing, I just didn't notice: In Social right now (we're studying dictators), it's really hard to focus to take notes because really she's just rating all the different dictators on their attractiveness. Dictators have sex appeal! I'm not sure why, I think it must be their charisma. Arielle used to say she wanted Trotsky to be her cat. He was Stalin's competitor for the control of Russia after Lenin died. (I apologize if I'm spelling all the dictators wrong, I'm not sure if their different in French or not). Anyways, I can't remember if Trotsky was the one who was exiled and was involved with Frieda, the South American painter. At least I think she was South American. And I think it was her. And Trotsky.
today i was thinking that i take everything much too seriously. like i don't really have the right to say i like something unless i'm completely informed and passionate about it, or that i understand something unless i have spent time carefully studying it. but most people don't do that, so i don't know if that makes me a tryhard or what. but then i think, why should i lower my standards of basic existence because of the way other people behave? then i kind of stop thinking about it because it's a bit stressful.
i'm supposed to be doing a timeline on Stalin, but i might make cookies instead. Today at DPS, Morgan said the best thing ever, because I did the same thing, I just didn't notice: In Social right now (we're studying dictators), it's really hard to focus to take notes because really she's just rating all the different dictators on their attractiveness. Dictators have sex appeal! I'm not sure why, I think it must be their charisma. Arielle used to say she wanted Trotsky to be her cat. He was Stalin's competitor for the control of Russia after Lenin died. (I apologize if I'm spelling all the dictators wrong, I'm not sure if their different in French or not). Anyways, I can't remember if Trotsky was the one who was exiled and was involved with Frieda, the South American painter. At least I think she was South American. And I think it was her. And Trotsky.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
i don't even know when vera gets back. but she needs to be back really, really soon.
also, i need to go to Nellie's really badly.
and i want to be outside
and i have to clean the computer desk
and i have work to do
and my father is having work friends for dinner tonight.
lovely. just lovely.
what a waste of a sunday.
also, i need to go to Nellie's really badly.
and i want to be outside
and i have to clean the computer desk
and i have work to do
and my father is having work friends for dinner tonight.
lovely. just lovely.
what a waste of a sunday.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Wednesday
today was fricken' awesome.
we didn't have rehearsal after school because Mr. Paddock was sick, and so Adam and I took the train down to Kensington. Waiting for the train he ran into Tanis and I ran into Esmerelda, who was riding a bike in a skirt to her job interview at Trends. She was really nervous so she was kind of out of it, and she kept licking her hands because they were muddy and she didn't want to make a bad impression. It made me smile.
But yes, I made Adam take the train like a commoner. I finally finished my Starbucks cards so I don't have to go there anymore every time I want coffee. We walked everywhere. I'm sure it was very novel for him. Then we found a nice spot by the river where the ice had melted through right by the edge and we could see the water running. It wasn't very warm, but it seemed very spring-ish. And it was something different. March is not December or January or February and so it shouldn't feel like any of those months. It should have it's own tone, and now it does. I'm really just very happy with it all.
We ran into Abbey and Megan on our way back to the train, which was funny (as I told them) because I said to Adam when we got down there that we were bound to run into Abbey. Something something seeing Mandy, rush hour train riding, ridiculous light conversation. Adam: It's so funny when you get all awkward because you don't know what to say to the people that are there.
I went with my mother to Jimmy's, and Jimmy was even there! We bought delicious cherry juice. Right now only my mother, my father and I are home, and we talked a little about Pat, which shouldn't make me happy but I think it was more the fact that they were comfortable having that talk with me there. They just as well could've waited until I went to do something else.
I'm fucking going to Portugal. I'm going to see Hedwig with Arielle.
Downers: Yeah, I really need a new job. Yearbook deadline in less than a MONTH. I need to finish an art project from last semester. I hope I don't have any homework tonight...
and that is all I have to say about that.
we didn't have rehearsal after school because Mr. Paddock was sick, and so Adam and I took the train down to Kensington. Waiting for the train he ran into Tanis and I ran into Esmerelda, who was riding a bike in a skirt to her job interview at Trends. She was really nervous so she was kind of out of it, and she kept licking her hands because they were muddy and she didn't want to make a bad impression. It made me smile.
But yes, I made Adam take the train like a commoner. I finally finished my Starbucks cards so I don't have to go there anymore every time I want coffee. We walked everywhere. I'm sure it was very novel for him. Then we found a nice spot by the river where the ice had melted through right by the edge and we could see the water running. It wasn't very warm, but it seemed very spring-ish. And it was something different. March is not December or January or February and so it shouldn't feel like any of those months. It should have it's own tone, and now it does. I'm really just very happy with it all.
We ran into Abbey and Megan on our way back to the train, which was funny (as I told them) because I said to Adam when we got down there that we were bound to run into Abbey. Something something seeing Mandy, rush hour train riding, ridiculous light conversation. Adam: It's so funny when you get all awkward because you don't know what to say to the people that are there.
I went with my mother to Jimmy's, and Jimmy was even there! We bought delicious cherry juice. Right now only my mother, my father and I are home, and we talked a little about Pat, which shouldn't make me happy but I think it was more the fact that they were comfortable having that talk with me there. They just as well could've waited until I went to do something else.
I'm fucking going to Portugal. I'm going to see Hedwig with Arielle.
Downers: Yeah, I really need a new job. Yearbook deadline in less than a MONTH. I need to finish an art project from last semester. I hope I don't have any homework tonight...
and that is all I have to say about that.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
giant shock into reality
please disregard every dumb, heartless thing i've ever said.
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/blue+rodeo/five+days+in+may_10042082.html
i hated this song until this afternoon when i heard it in the car on the way to Emily's play. (which was awesome, by the way. the troll costumes changed my life. plus, Emily is just such an awesome growler!)
i miss Vera. I think when she comes back, I will make her dinner from the vegan cookbook i got out of the library.
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/blue+rodeo/five+days+in+may_10042082.html
i hated this song until this afternoon when i heard it in the car on the way to Emily's play. (which was awesome, by the way. the troll costumes changed my life. plus, Emily is just such an awesome growler!)
i miss Vera. I think when she comes back, I will make her dinner from the vegan cookbook i got out of the library.
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