Best part of the Academy Awards Ceremony. Ever.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
THINGS THAT I KNOW.
1. I have found love. Possibly the love of my life. But love regardless.
2. I love to type. I may complain about it, but typing allows me a vocabulary I could never truly pronounce, heathen that I am.
3. I love stage makeup. I enjoy putting it on, designing it, and finding justification for occasionally letting my girly side out.
4. I want to own my own pet. For reals.
5. There are people in my life that I trust, and people that I do not. That is the way that things will be forever, and I have come to accept that.
6. I have found love in those around me, whether they know it or not. I think they know it, though.
7. I am perpetually exhausted, and I am okay with that.
2. I love to type. I may complain about it, but typing allows me a vocabulary I could never truly pronounce, heathen that I am.
3. I love stage makeup. I enjoy putting it on, designing it, and finding justification for occasionally letting my girly side out.
4. I want to own my own pet. For reals.
5. There are people in my life that I trust, and people that I do not. That is the way that things will be forever, and I have come to accept that.
6. I have found love in those around me, whether they know it or not. I think they know it, though.
7. I am perpetually exhausted, and I am okay with that.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
TUPPERWARE PANDAS AND LOVE.
For Michael.
This is Chauncy, and he is my best friend.
This is Gregory, and he is one laid-back motha-effa. He loves you. Really.
This is Chauncy, and he is my best friend.
This is Gregory, and he is one laid-back motha-effa. He loves you. Really.
THE YEAR OF THREE VALENTINES.
I have every intention of acting the fool tomorrow and pretending I'm giddy and far from saddened. The truth is, of course, that I'm a giant, smelly liar.
I am aching to be with the person I love more than anything. I am perpetually drawn towards the reality that he is entirely unattainable for the next long while, and that hurts more than any greeting card and box of candy could subdue or diminish.
I have Valentines here to love and keep cheerful and jaunty around, but the one I miss the most will just have to share in the sentiment of my words.
I love you.
I guess that's all I can possibly say.
I am aching to be with the person I love more than anything. I am perpetually drawn towards the reality that he is entirely unattainable for the next long while, and that hurts more than any greeting card and box of candy could subdue or diminish.
I have Valentines here to love and keep cheerful and jaunty around, but the one I miss the most will just have to share in the sentiment of my words.
I love you.
I guess that's all I can possibly say.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
WELCOME BACK, MY GOOD FRIEND.
I single-handedly installed my new laptop hard drive (No great feat I recognize, but, still...), and I now have re-gained my computer livelihood. I'm incredibly happy to finally have the access I've missed so much, which means I may actually have the capability to do homework! And sleep! Not just one or the other!
Alright. I'm off to be moderately productive.
Alright. I'm off to be moderately productive.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
STAYING ALIVE...SORT OF.
It has been nearly an infinite amount of time since my last opportunity to post on this site, and the primary reasons for that, in descending order, are as follows:
1. My laptop crashed.
2. Life is insanity personified.
3. My laptop is dead.
4. I am enrolled in seventeen hours of classes, as well as part-time work.
5. Laptop = Bye Bye.
I am consistently exhausted, and most of that revolves around the inability to schedule my Computer-Needs-Time around Library-Open-Hours. It's disheartening, but I've been able to manage thus far. If I can make it through this next week, anything is possible.
I'm talking, flying ponies and junk. Anything.
On another note, it's odd to see my best friend indulge in something I've embraced for such a long time. In earnest, I never thought I would see the day when he would let his fingers clack against a keyboard for the sheer joy of typing and expression. Now, however, I'm glad to know that I can communicate in additional manners and customs than were previously allotted to the two of us.
I miss him.
On that note:
1. My laptop crashed.
2. Life is insanity personified.
3. My laptop is dead.
4. I am enrolled in seventeen hours of classes, as well as part-time work.
5. Laptop = Bye Bye.
I am consistently exhausted, and most of that revolves around the inability to schedule my Computer-Needs-Time around Library-Open-Hours. It's disheartening, but I've been able to manage thus far. If I can make it through this next week, anything is possible.
I'm talking, flying ponies and junk. Anything.
On another note, it's odd to see my best friend indulge in something I've embraced for such a long time. In earnest, I never thought I would see the day when he would let his fingers clack against a keyboard for the sheer joy of typing and expression. Now, however, I'm glad to know that I can communicate in additional manners and customs than were previously allotted to the two of us.
I miss him.
On that note:
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