And I know now that the same games are played,
And the same songs are sung,
And that now the same words
no longer have the same meaning...

So goodnight moon and fallen star-
and constellation blocked by city lights.
Goodnight stars and goodnight moon
Goodnight, old friends, goodnight.

I've been told I need to update again. This time there are many things I could say, but most of them I wish not to share so publicly. Suffice to say time goes fast, it goes too slow, there is never enough of it, and I wish my friends and I were all closer together. I almost didn't know what to do tonight at dinner- at a table with people that I ( Read more... )

The wireless internet at my house was good yesterday. It did not allow me on all day until I needed to take my exam, then it came on and stayed on until about 10 minutes after I finished. So I couldn't yell at it for shutting down mid-exam, but it is still a bratty little thing. I've tried to get online to check the weather, play on facebook, talk ( Read more... )

This morning, at 8:37am, my phone was run over by a bus. But bus, you were foiled!! HAHA, the phone still works ( Read more... )

There is a poem that I wrote years ago that is now lost. I remember writing it, lying in the grass in my green skirt. I like the poem, despite the fact that the subject of it does not mean to me what it once did. I've tried to rewrite the stanzas, to reconstruct that which was lost- but it is gone and I can barely remember it. It vanished like its ( Read more... )

I love to laugh. To laugh often and among friends is vital to health as I see it. Not only is it like jogging on the inside, it also just makes you feel better... People need to laugh more. But they need to laugh not at the misfortune of others (which is often the source of enterainment). Instead, I wish people would find more laughter in their own ( Read more... )

I don't get nearly enough sleep.

Spiders are gross.

My carpet is oddly comfortable.

Lolita was disturbing on many levels.

Tomorrow I build a brachial plexus.

I'm already tired of papers.

I'm already tired.

Sleep.

Nothing like a weekend spent surrounded by family and friends. Saturday was spent first flying, then with some of my best friends in the world, chatting and talking while holding 2 brand new people. It was nice to meet you, Gwen and John, and I do wish that I could be around your family more to watch you grow up ( Read more... )

I woke this morning to calls informing me that one of my best friends had 2 healthy babies. The idea of new life is always striking to me. Babies are innocent. They are little lives that have not yet known grief, heartache, or sorrow. They have the whole world ahead of them. Whole lives to plan and shape and make dreams for. Anyone who knows me ( Read more... )

I had to walk around campus this morning with a book bag, a pink lunch box, and a collage that represents my occupational being. In other words, I looked like an overgrown second grader on my way to show-and-tell. Fantastic I'm sure.