I just wrote an EPIC slam poem! I had sketched it out a few days ago, and I just finished it, and wow! It's super long, really pushing the 3-minute limit, but God! I'm so psyched to perform it tomorrow in Boston! It's called Love and Oral Hygiene (at least for now that's what it's called), and it's about falling in and out of love while engaged in ( Read more... )

I am all wide-eyed and ecstatic. The world seems to exist in technicolor. We read The Master and Margarita for hours last night, doing character voices, letting our excitement spill over each other's. It is beyond anything I've experienced, to see my own exuberance echoed back with such rapture. I have sometimes felt like my response to the world ( Read more... )

A brief list of things that make up my life currently: yoga, swing dancing, writing, mfa program applications, gre study books, friends, drawing on pumpkins, bollywood dance classes, tutoring, magic, silliness, wine, delicious food, guitar and attempts at practice, cafes, more writing, boys, art projects, literature ( Read more... )

Mysterious Halloween romp through prospect park last night...it was otherworldly.
I love when magic seems so tangible, when our "reality" as we know it seems to withdraw a little...all it takes to see it that way is some imagination, I suppose. Which, when explored, can be incredibly refreshingly fun. :)

I want to post something worth reading, but I don't think I have it in me right now. So then the question, Why am I even posting at all? Well, after not sleeping at all last night, trekking back from Harlem at an insanely early hour, feeling exhausted but unable to sleep, I feel that this state I'm in need's some form of expression as well...Hence ( Read more... )

I just had one of the first 100% honest realizations about my failed relationship: He was on a pedestal. Suddenly I'm able to see him clearly--he was a cool guy, smart, interesting, quirky, funny, motivated, talented, adventurous in an OCD way--but not the whimsical hero of my fantasies that I so strongly believed he was. He didn't love me with the ( Read more... )

The simple question I find myself asking is this: Can I pursue this even though I'm not the best? Is being best honestly the most important thing for me? I would hope not, but then why do I care so much?

Ach, I don't want to leave Ireland! So much has happened here...I feel I've become a new and more self-assured, more joyful and relaxed person...I can't emphasize enough how much I love the people I've grown close with here...How talented, creative, fun, exuberant they all are. I will miss them all, and this country, the traveling, the music, late ( Read more... )

Ok, inspired by Tomasz's incredibly honest and insightful post on this topic, I will attempt to probe the depths of my own psychology in hopes of finding an answer. Ten years ago I was fifteen...I had just transfered to public high school from a rigorous girls prep school and was finding academic life to be a breeze. I didn't really have friends, ( Read more... )

I feel like it's been years since I've really written in this...I guess I've sort of wanted to keep my life private, since there are only a few people on livejournal who I would really tell the inner details of my thoughts and life....but what the heck. Right now I'm in Ireland. I'm here after quitting my job, quitting my relationship, and having ( Read more... )