For the first time in 11 years, I didn't remember to acknowledge the anniversary of my dad's death. He died June 26, 2000. Granted, I still feel like "today" is the 26th because I am still awake at 3:00 am, but technically it is now the 27th. In any case... woah. Sort of makes me feel like a bad daughter for not remembering ( Read more... )

An Afterthought

It is I,
your own flesh and blood--
kin.

Sucked from the same breast.
Fought under the same roof.
Bathed in the same tub.

But you forget.
I am here, also.
Alive and breathing,
heart pumping with our
blood.

Take me in. Clothe
our sisterhood.
Give me life,
for I need to exist.

( random image of the day )

Flat

Swallow them whole
four or five at a time
Do you feel it yet?
It's just routine
Twelve years of escaping
replacing
daddy's grief with
manufactured happiness

Gone by now without it
and with it: incomplete
A body, an experiment,
a lifeless present
to the cold-blooded
orderlies in suits

( random image of the day )

Feeling somewhat reminiscent tonight, and therefore melancholy. I was looking through old pictures that made me miss certain friends. One, in particular. I fear our friendship has fallen by the wayside and can't be recovered, unfortunately. I looked at photos of us, so happy and young. What happened to her? She is an entirely different person ( Read more... )

Yeah, I've pretty much quit LJ. I don't have time I'm so fucking busy. School consumes my live and I have work on top of that. However, my hard work last semester paid off: I got a 4.0! For the first time in college (and I think the 4th time ever). :) *pats self on the back* I'm very proud of myself because school doesn't come easy to me, ( Read more... )

Busy, busy, busy, busy. That pretty much sums up my life at the moment. I go to school, I go to work, I study. Then I repeat. Basically, I don't have a social life. While I enjoy being busy and having a routine, I'd like to be able to relax and have a drink with friends every once-in-a-while, you know ( Read more... )

Those That Are Gone
Laurence Binyon

They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.In memory of Elsie Guinto (1946 - 2009 ( Read more... )

School started Monday. Booooo ( Read more... )

I find this pretty accurate ( Read more... )

Even tho LiveJournal is pretty much dead nowadays, I will continue to post... this is the closest thing to a journal I have.

Anyway, I just finished reading The Time Traveler's Wife. It was fabulous and I am sad it's over. I thought it was beautifully written, especially since there's a lot of poetry incorporated into it. For example, the first ( Read more... )