its currently the time for love. 1:43pm. this will never translate to another language. was there ever a pager language in HK? i wonder how the number pad would translate chinese characters.

i need a cheerleader to motivate me to work on my resume. "go on girl! just do it!" hmmm, that sounds like a command for lassie.

my old journal is still out there. read a few entrys and damn, i was in a hole. right now, am i alright by my own account, or is there something beyond me thats propping me up? i cant really tell ( Read more... )

i can hear myself think better in my semi-clean room. took weeks to organize things but i'm seeing progress now. i even have a work space. goodness. gotta get up at 6:30am for class tomorrow. i missed last week (first day) -- hope i'm not too far behind. i hate playing catch up.

i hear the last bus pass and, hours later, the first bus come. the inbetween time is quiet and still. all i can do is wait for my body to grow heavy. weight sets in to paralyze my limbs. thats when i know i'm in the brief moment of (un)consciousness just before i fall asleep. i like it there.

man, its 4am and i still cant fall asleep. my schedule is all messed up. how long is this suppose to last. its strange being awake alone. no one else on my block has their light on. its just me ( Read more... )

got back from china last night. slept for 12 hours on my cushy bed w/ fluffy down comforter. been sleeping at random homes for the past 5 weeks, mostly on hard-surfaced beds. still tired though, like i'm in a dream taking place in sf.

i have to finish planning a bridal shower before i leave tomorrow night. the main thing is making invites. its a fun thing but i got little time. off to paper stores! then off to hk!

Why do ex-boyfriends use plastic thank-you bags to return all the shit you left at their house. Is it some sort of statement? I just got a pink one that held my biker shorts and one socklet ( Read more... )

its getting closer to my birthday, i'm nearing 30. once i hit 30, i get to reset my clock, and be young compared to 40-year-olds.

i'm going to hong kong. freakin frozen snowballs in hell. i'm excited to see my friends. hear myself think. in a foreign country where i can blend in. i will feel relief. seeing myself out of context.

my feet are really cold. i dont know if its normal. it probably is normal, but on the lower-end of it, near the abnormal side.

jessica just came back from uganda. looking at her pictures was intense. imagine being there. makes me respect life and opportunities more. i am one lucky bastard.