time for blast off.

i had forgotten how thunder sounds. i like thunderstorms but not grey days. get my car back tomorrow! it hasn't really been that hard without it anyhow.

it's strange to think of things that you immensely enjoy to think about that also frighten you. things feel new lately and new sorts of thought. i like to think of the future.

i spent my first weekend of spring semester in boca. i designedbrought into creation a backpack to replace my now-decrepit bag from first semester. i also saw havoc (umm awful.) and played with the most adorable little blind 4 day old kittens. am i destined to be a domestic?

( the fruits of my labor. )

yesterday i was told that if snowflakes could talk they would sound like me. i'm thinking about dropping out of college to pursue a career as a cartoon voice.

i love the feeling when a song fills up your entire body and you feel like you're going to explode in some sort of an expresive way.

or when a song comes on and immediately your eyes fail to focus on anything and your mind becomes completely devoted to only the music, rendering your body defunct

musically induced meditation in any form.

mm i love it when my popcorn is a little bit burnt.

deena is an amazing poet. see as follows and soak up her babies ( Read more... )

Mrs. McArthur's colloquialisms, as compiled by AP calc '04-'05 ( Read more... )

it's so hard to grasp how utterly complex everything is. it's easier to ignore it and accept things in their current condition but there are always underlying complexities and hidden agendas. wholism loses vital aspects, reductionism is exhausting. and thus: ( synthetic flying machine? )

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