Lets see my internet was down so I didn't ahve the internet to update this lovely little journal. I don't have much to say right now but hopefully I'll update later.

Fall has...fallen? I'm sort of excited. I always think summer is my favorite season but autumn has got to be a close rival. I love when I wake up in the early morning and it's crisp and the moon is clearly cut across the sky like a diamond. I love putting on sweaters and kneesocks because it feels like I'm in Taos at our cabin we used to have there ( Read more... )

Oh Lord today will be horrible. I can't believe that it's been a year since Joe died. A YEAR. Look at what has happened in a year. Look where we all are. Perhaps the worst thing about a friend dying is the guilt you feel when you look back and see that you've moved on. It feels like betrayal, that sink of your gut when it crosses your mind. But ( Read more... )

Traces of what happened still linger on my body. A scar, a freckle, a tiny punctuation mark on my skin that defines where one thing stops and another begins. They sell cream to fade them, but I like them to stick out, I want them to be seen. Why would you let your individuality fade back into normalcy? Does it hurt to have it show or will it sting ( Read more... )

Brian had "something cooking." Where the hell he got that phrase to describe not a person creating and forming, but totally melting apart is beyond me. It was already hectic that day, it was a hot day where you seem to be fading into your own skin and you should not be racing eighty miles an hour to a city. Mum was frantically flipping channels on ( Read more... )

I got a new project in art, the idea from White Oleander with the suitcases that I always thought would be neat to try. I claimed this old maroon leather case with a textured inside to work with. So I sat down to paint some other random project and thought about what I was going to put in it ( Read more... )

I can't even start this entry out right. I have nothing to say, I don't really feel like saying it. If anything this one will just force me to write it better later anyways ( Read more... )

I remember when Nina and I were waiting outside the Queen Victoria Markets for the tram. It was late, probably midnight. She kept seeing people she knew. She was terrified of the city, especially at night, for that very reason. People she knew reminded her of who she used to be. They were living, breathing ghosts that haunted the city trains after ( Read more... )

That damn Nine Inch Nails is on again. I know it's bad for me but I can't not listen to it. It makes you feel like you aren't really real. You are in an amniotic sack. A giant mess of veins and cords looping over and around in some complicated way that keeps you alive. When you move you don't just feel your arm swing, you feel this ripples ( Read more... )

I don't think I have much to say right now but I know if I don't update it'll get away from me and I'll end up with too much to say. Nathalye, the exchange student we're getting from Quito, Ecuador, comes today at 5. I hope she's alright but I'm sure she will be. You don't get stupid people applying to spend a year away from home with strangers; ( Read more... )