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Poor neglected livejournal. I'm sorry to have treated you like the long-forgotten flings of yore. My sewing machine. My geeky but once beloved manga collection. My suspenders. The list goes on.
Oh well.
Here are some things I've done recently and loved:
-Today, ran in the rain, through the nearby cemetery. So angsty!
-Speaking of angst(?)/douchery, I ( Read more... ) -
countdown to b-town
Of course it sucks like a bitch, but there's something a little fun about packing.
Hah, I'd say with what I've packed so far... I'm probably ahead of schedule. I've got a pretty sad track record. But this time it looks like I won't be doing any serious packing the day of! ...!!
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Man, I have been happy lately. I think a very good part of that has been A) gorgeous weather, B) Delicious. Food. Truly, what more out of life could I want??
It's always like that coming out of the Rutgers bubble. Suck it, dining hall. Friday lunch was me eating at Applebee's with my folks: shrimp and spinach salad, pomegranate margarita. Last night ( Read more... ) -
I just go
Trying to manage my worldly possessions has been a years-long goal =\ Hey, maybe I'll finally make some headway.
Three piles, apart from the stuff for keepsies: sell, donate, introduce to trash can.
The books pile is getting pretty big. Understandably it's mostly old teen fiction. And surprisingly, it's a little hard to get rid of some of them. I had ( Read more... ) -
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there are some things about which i might have that rare cry, but then i put the unpleasantness away as swiftly as possible. i wonder if it will only become harder in the future, to continue doing this. is it like filling up a closet of chaos and sadness and everything that doesn't fit in with the self-painted picture of myself and my life? one day ( Read more... ) -
Anfang des Sommers
I'd like to think that summer 2010 began precisely when papa asked me if I'd like him to fix me a bloody mary. If that sets the tone for the rest of my summer I think I'm in pretty good shape. (BTW I found the drink not only very delicious but increasingly so. The more I drank, and the more olives I nibbled on, the more scrumptious. More, please!)
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i don't write poems anymore but
one happened to escape today.
it's not very poemlike. but i like it for its sentiment at the end, i think.
i don't think this could work out
--it wasn't meant to, after all
but if i ruled out all i do in vain
i'd rule out my own existence
straightforward, simple: that's the only way i know how to write, you know, and that doesn't usually make for a very ( Read more... ) -
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ho hum. when i finally get to the end of this dreadful week (ie, friday--my favorite day of the week/the last day of classes/Rutgers fest/my birthday) i want a pill to forget all the shit i had to get through before i could celebrate turning twenty years old.
in addition to surviving, if i could manage to not undo all of last week's relative health ( Read more... ) -
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worst paper of my life, someone give me a high five.