i'm changing. it's true. as much as i think i really really fear change, i'm doing it right now. dr. coleman reminded me of this in an ever-so-riveting linguistics lecture...i think he emphasized his point once he caught on that i was intrigued for once.

"...and yet we think we are the same, but we're not. in a constant state of change, ( Read more... )

While walking to the second floor bathroom from the third floor in too-small red shoes, (but Journey was playing when I tried them on so I thought this pair may bring some sort of luck) I see an odd flyer that is honoring a “Dr. Margot…” and start to re-count in my head the strange things that have happened the past few days: the strange lady in ( Read more... )

well..i'd like to ask why you're driving that car ( Read more... )

I’ve been pretty straightforward about my opinion about marriage, especially since everyone thinks Paul and I are on our way to being married just because we live together. People don’t think twice about it: it’s logical for them to say, “oh when’s the wedding?” like it’s the natural progression of things, like getting older. Marriage, to them, is ( Read more... )

oh at this precise moment, i want nothing but a cold glass of cherry Kool-Aid and some sleep. Now and then I get this idea that I am missing out on being a "kid", which I have not been since my junior year of high school and I mostly blame life for that one, but when that happens I come on this stupid box and I look around for what I'm sposed to be ( Read more... )

he says, "you look tired, you have bags..." and i do whatever i can to act enthusiastic, "how is the baseball game?" i am so tired but i distract myself with the dishes and he says, "i'll give you a hand in a second" amd he tries to find a new ringtone and i just want to say that it doesn't matter, that changing your ringtone to something that you ( Read more... )

he says "i'm taking your last sleeping pill" but i don't mind because i know they aren't good for me. nyquil hasn't worked in a long time and other stronger things get me in trouble. so a glass or two of gladiator cab sauv or a bottle or two of red stripe does the trick. except this time i just hope to god that i'm tired by 12. no dice. AND no beer ( Read more... )

had an amazing weekend in Chicago and learned tons. I now know what a realistic mummy looks like, that puns are way funnier than I thought before, and the Sea of Happiness can in fact be a downer with the wrong crowd but a little uplifting with some booze, a best friend and boyfriend and some help from RUSH ( Read more... )

I know I know, I’ve written a million times on how “no one understands” and how “I’ve never fit in” but yesterday, walking around campus and having coffee by myself I was quiet for the first time in a while. And actually quiet, like there wasn’t anything going on in my head. I was able to see more than usual. I wasn’t seeing things from the ( Read more... )

that if someone were able to understand me, i wouldn't think this whole life deal was a waste ( Read more... )