i hate this ( Read more... )

life. as much as i hate it, i love it ( Read more... )

i know i haven't made a reall update in a really long time, but when all you really do is live in the library and lounge around, there isn't much to update about is there? however, i am now back in quaint fremont, enjoying days completely free of academic related issues ( Read more... )

this is for becki !!!!!

she is standing behind me.

she will eat my soul if i don't update.

wonderful friends are hard to come by and i will love all of them forever. it's interesting to see how much some have matured since the last time we conversed. sometimes, one afternoon with the right person can so unexpectantly change your mood and leave you with much food for thought. annoying, overprotective parents are... well, annoying and ( Read more... )

( curious? )

i am a sucker for pretty things. poetry and prose, ribbons and lace, sunsets and blue skies, seashells and thunderstorms, slow songs and meaningful lyrics. i find great pleasure in the tiniest of things and sometimes the most trivial of actions or things can trigger euphoric like reactions within me. there are numerous things that can make or break ( Read more... )

my new resolution is to make resolutions, that i can keep. so this is actually a two-part resolution: first, to actually make new resolutions that i'm serious about, and second, to then actually keep those resolutions.

one thing you learn in college, high school drama is definitely not a thing of the past.

currently my favorite poem:One Art - ( Read more... )

sometimes i feel like it'd be so much easier if i just turned and ran away instead of sticking around to see what happens. it's not necessarily that i'm scared of the ensuing events, (mostly not at least), it's more that i'm scared of the aftermath. it's when all the dust has cleared and the crowds have scattered, when the sun retires and a silence ( Read more... )

as the final days of this summer slowly slip by and everything begins to wind down, i take a look around at my room littered with boxes and suitcases and can't help but remember these past three months. all the anticipation and satisfaction, outings and mishaps, tensions and terrors, laziness and spontaneity, death and rebirth, sobfests and ( Read more... )