Sunday, November 29, 2009 / 1:29 PM
I'm listening to between the buried and me's new album finally! I'm only on track two but I must say it is amazing. There are only six tracks, but they're all around ten minutes long on average. Close one eye, step tooo theeee siiiiide.
T-day was rad. We ate food, played boggle and uno, and watched zombie movies. And I got my hair cut the other day. It feels better now.
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009 / 10:21 PM
I'm home! It's not all that exciting yet. I did get to pet gizmo and say hello to the kitties though. yay! I want my dad to get home so we can talk about conspiracies and ron paul XD
I lost 10 pounds! I weigh 122 now. woot. and I can almost do the splits! so close.
Tomorrow I think we're starting on the thanksgiving cooking. I'm excited for making apple pie. My cousins, aunt and uncle, and gparents Nelson are coming. And also tomorrow, I'm belly dancing with my momma and then we're going to ricciardi's to see one of her students' band play.
I can't wait til school is over. I hope I pass quantitative analysis. I think I might do a series of paintings with some of my australia pictures during my break before my hopefully-internship *cross fingers*...and make hats.
It's cold. sad face.
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Friday, November 20, 2009 / 10:50 PM
Myspace is awesome these days. All that's left are the music junkies.
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/ 1:38 PM
GAAAH I missed philosophy class...I'm so retarded. Guess I have an extra day of weekend now.
So my pants are finally fitting comfortably again! I must have gained ten pounds in Australia from all the tasty, super cheap curry, fish & chips, fresh fruit (you haven't tasted fresh fruit until you go to the tropics), damper, lamingtons...need I go on? If you ever need to get fat, live in Australia for a month like I did. Oh my Jesus. I've never eaten so much in my life. When I got back and went to a checkup, they weighed me and I was 135 pounds...dang. I used to weigh 115. So I started exercising like a mad woman (can't really run anymore due to my puffy cankle, so I'm sticking to yoga), went completely vegetarian (meat was disgusting anyway) and cut dairy almost totally out of my diet. As if I weren't a health freak before, hah. I've been eating 1100-1300 calories a day for the last month or two. It must be working because my pants aren't quite so tight anymore. I have no idea how much I've lost since I live in a third world country called UM right now. Meh, at least I feel better. It's amazing how much my mood improves when I do something so simple as changing my diet. My mom isn't going to believe me on this one. She thinks vegetarians are satan worshippers (not to mention people like me with a GIGANTIC RING in my nose. SATAN!). Yet, she has high cholesterol and a serious anxiety/depression problem. When you're a meat eater, you have a 45% chance of developing high cholesterol. Vegetarians, 15%. Vegans, 4%. I'm done with this blog now, I have to go study. School is the devil. I wish I could travel more. I miss the ocean.
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Saturday, November 14, 2009 / 1:47 PM
People are so needy.
They think they need the affection of others, may it be fake, or conditional, or even real. And they'll go to great lengths to get it. They don't even know what it is. They just go out and find someone to love for just one night. It's not like they necessarily enjoy their company, it's just fills a void for awhile.
I'm not one of those people.
But those are the people who fill my dreams with nightmares every night. They're around every corner, asking me for my phone number, if I have a boyfriend. What does it matter? Is my likability directly dependent on my availability? How absurd. I have been touched inappropriately more times than I care to count over the past two and a half years. I've been called a bitch for standing for what I believe in. It haunts me every day how unconscious everyone is.
Sometimes I wonder if there are other people like me. Introverts, lonely artists, aspiring musicians, world travelers, yogis, daydreamers and philosophers. They are hard to find, and I know exactly why. For the very same reasons I lock myself in my room every weekend. I'm okay with never meeting such people, because I understand.
It would be nice to have some company.
But I don't need it.
Especially not the conditional kind.
I know what love is, and will not settle for anything less.
I will stand up for it at all costs.
It is the only thing worth standing for.
There’s many who’ll tell you they’ll give you their love,
But when they say “give” they mean “take.”
They’ll hang ‘round just like vultures till push comes to shove.
They’ll take flight when the earth starts to shake.
Someone may say that they’ll always be true,
Then slip out the door ‘fore the dawn.
But I won’t leave you hanging on.
Another may stay till they find someone new,
Then before you know they’ll be gone.
But I won’t leave you hanging on;
No, I won’t be that someone.
And come what may, I won’t abandon you or leave you behind
Because love is a loyalty sworn, not a burning for a moment.
And come what may, I will be standing right here by your side;
I won’t run away, though the storm’s getting worse and there’s no end in sight.
Some talk of destiny, others of fate,
But soon they’ll be saying goodbye.
But I won’t leave you high and dry.
Because a ring don’t mean nothing
If you can’t haul the weight,
And some of them won’t even try,
But I won’t leave you high and dry;
I won’t leave you wondering why.
And storms will surely come,
But true love is a choice you must make
And you’re the one that I have set my heart to choose.
As long as I live, I swear I’ll see this through.
-Thrice,
The Weight
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Thursday, November 05, 2009 / 11:43 PM
I'm currently listening to backstreet boys really loud while deriving all these pH values for a lab report.
IT'S AWESOME.
kind of like how I have three exams and a paper and lab report all due next week.
AWESOME.
I WANNA DO SOMETHIN CRAZY.
(Well, I pretty much already am, but ya know what I mean)
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Sunday, November 01, 2009 / 2:27 PM
HAY! I probably terrified the pants off everyone from my last post, but I don't care. Take it or leave it.
So I actually went out for halloween, which I haven't done in a long time due to it being on a weekday, social anxiety, etc. But this year I went to a big party at the broadway with Malissa. In one room was a bunch of bands, including our friend Sherie playing with her band, and in the other room was a DJ. We got there really early, and of course her tumor Brian had to come with us and they started drinking. A couple hours later Malissa got kicked out (how did I see this coming), so it took like an hour for us to get her to the car because she was so drunk. They went home and I stayed there to see Sherie play. I had no idea how I was getting home, but didn't really care either. So I went to the club and let loose! I danced with a bunch of random people (drunk girl on stage, man in fairy costume, mad hatter, etc), and eventually Billy Mays himself. When it was over he said all his friends had left him too, but his car was only half as far away as mine was. We walked half way across town and he drove me to my car at Malissa's place. I'm appreciative of that. It was quite the adventure. Lesson of the night: Being alone beats having friends any day. And Billy Mays is kind of a perv.
In other news, my ankle has been killing me lately. I went running last sunday and ever since then it feels like I've sprained it or something. No idea how that happened, but it's been feeling worse ever since. I hope it isn't a hairline fracture.
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