things just aren't the same anymore.
i guess i just badly want(ed) them to be.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
man...
i really don't think i like who i am.
i lack passion.
in fact, i'm not passionate at all.
i'm too serious.
i'm antisocial.
i'm not happy enough.
i'm too overanalytical.
i'm a shitty friend.
sometimes i think i'm too tired to love.
my wall is much too high and strong.
i'm mostly just too lazy to do anything.
i just...
don't have much to offer underneath it all.
what do i do?
i lack passion.
in fact, i'm not passionate at all.
i'm too serious.
i'm antisocial.
i'm not happy enough.
i'm too overanalytical.
i'm a shitty friend.
sometimes i think i'm too tired to love.
my wall is much too high and strong.
i'm mostly just too lazy to do anything.
i just...
don't have much to offer underneath it all.
what do i do?
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
i wanna go.
i think i just want to stay in (or go out) and read all day for awhile.
i wouldn't mind if people joined me, as long as they let me read peacefully, but that's really all i've felt like doing.
occasional shows have been nice and bike-riding to wherever i wanna' read has been nice too,
but not much else has seemed appealing.
well, i guess just personal productivity is the best way to word what i'm most interested in currently.
like, i always wanna' sew things really badly, but i lack a sewing machine.
i wanna' practice drawing, so i can be kind of good, but i don't have enough of an imagination.
i feel like it's the same with creative writing, i just don't know what to write about,
and i feel like drawing and writing are things we're either good at or we're not, which worries me.
are there ways to improve and expand my imagination? teach me.
i'm really lucky that i've stayed in touch with several great teachers, because they never fail to have the answers i'm looking for.
they know everything, like movies, books, camping, cooking, etc.
something i am really going to focus on for the next couple of months is refreshing my memory and therefore improving my ability to have intelligent conversations about things other than life.
when it comes to book-smarts, i really don't remember all that i feel i should have from essential subjects, like us/world history, biology, economics, etc.
i can go on forever about life and how it works, but i've been around so many people lately who remember all the details taught in school, and i've felt extremely insecure about being unable to contribute, ya' know?
i feel like i'm more...wise than intelligent, if that makes any sense at all?
in any case, i don't like it, i want both.
september is way too far away.
get me out of here.
although things have been really good.
i wouldn't mind if people joined me, as long as they let me read peacefully, but that's really all i've felt like doing.
occasional shows have been nice and bike-riding to wherever i wanna' read has been nice too,
but not much else has seemed appealing.
well, i guess just personal productivity is the best way to word what i'm most interested in currently.
like, i always wanna' sew things really badly, but i lack a sewing machine.
i wanna' practice drawing, so i can be kind of good, but i don't have enough of an imagination.
i feel like it's the same with creative writing, i just don't know what to write about,
and i feel like drawing and writing are things we're either good at or we're not, which worries me.
are there ways to improve and expand my imagination? teach me.
i'm really lucky that i've stayed in touch with several great teachers, because they never fail to have the answers i'm looking for.
they know everything, like movies, books, camping, cooking, etc.
something i am really going to focus on for the next couple of months is refreshing my memory and therefore improving my ability to have intelligent conversations about things other than life.
when it comes to book-smarts, i really don't remember all that i feel i should have from essential subjects, like us/world history, biology, economics, etc.
i can go on forever about life and how it works, but i've been around so many people lately who remember all the details taught in school, and i've felt extremely insecure about being unable to contribute, ya' know?
i feel like i'm more...wise than intelligent, if that makes any sense at all?
in any case, i don't like it, i want both.
september is way too far away.
get me out of here.
although things have been really good.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
so many mixed feelings!
while i was reading this morning,
the way the author described a certain place made me itch to be in seattle at that moment.
the way the author described a certain place made me itch to be in seattle at that moment.
Friday, June 19, 2009
such a sap.
although beagles are the dogs of my dreams,
i am destined to get a jack russell terrier,
which look rather similar to beagles anyway.
i'd prefer a female, but i may have to get a boy and name him hank.
maybe i'll get a beagle/jack mix and name her amanda, hank for short, heh.
i hung out with hank the other day, and he showed me a bunch of old photos.
i guess i'm really lame, but i started to cry.
this has happened several times when i've hung out with him,
but i am very good at keeping it secret, so he never sees.
it's really weird how important he is to me.
but also, old photos of people whom are important to me make me cry,
i'm not sure of the reason, except that, more than anything in the world,
i hope that those photos will be left to me if/when something were to happen to him,
and those other important people.
i asked him how i will find out if anything bad does happen to him,
and he really doesn't know. and i don't like that at all.
he's getting old, and it just worries me.
anyway, i truly love him.
i need a tape recorder and blank tapes.
i'm anxiously waiting to receive your letter.
my transcript is golden.
i am destined to get a jack russell terrier,
which look rather similar to beagles anyway.
i'd prefer a female, but i may have to get a boy and name him hank.
maybe i'll get a beagle/jack mix and name her amanda, hank for short, heh.
i hung out with hank the other day, and he showed me a bunch of old photos.
i guess i'm really lame, but i started to cry.
this has happened several times when i've hung out with him,
but i am very good at keeping it secret, so he never sees.
it's really weird how important he is to me.
but also, old photos of people whom are important to me make me cry,
i'm not sure of the reason, except that, more than anything in the world,
i hope that those photos will be left to me if/when something were to happen to him,
and those other important people.
i asked him how i will find out if anything bad does happen to him,
and he really doesn't know. and i don't like that at all.
he's getting old, and it just worries me.
anyway, i truly love him.
i need a tape recorder and blank tapes.
i'm anxiously waiting to receive your letter.
my transcript is golden.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
haven't moved this much since middle school.
the fact that i don't have a car has been extreeeeemely apparent lately.
i've been riding and walking and 'training' a lot.
really, a lot.
it seems like i've spent almost every day in the city, which is weird,
but for some reason, things always work out wonderfully,
and continuous fun stuff always comes up. and we go do it.
out of all the places where i like when faces become familiar,
san francisco is my favorite.
cafe cole is one of my new favorites there.
ritual was also really cool, i want to go again.
the grind renamed their 'carmelita' blend to 'karmelita'.
a part of me will still be there when i move, raaaad.
enrique is really rad too.
and so are burritos.
i really don't sleep much anymore.
i've been up since 6:30.
i wake up earlier every day.
i'm not sure i like it, but in theory, it's not so bad.
i've gotta' finish summer book number two today.
two books is faaaaaar far less than the number i should have read so far.
like my hair too much,
but also really wanna' cut it.
what to do, what to do.
i've been riding and walking and 'training' a lot.
really, a lot.
it seems like i've spent almost every day in the city, which is weird,
but for some reason, things always work out wonderfully,
and continuous fun stuff always comes up. and we go do it.
out of all the places where i like when faces become familiar,
san francisco is my favorite.
cafe cole is one of my new favorites there.
ritual was also really cool, i want to go again.
the grind renamed their 'carmelita' blend to 'karmelita'.
a part of me will still be there when i move, raaaad.
enrique is really rad too.
and so are burritos.
i really don't sleep much anymore.
i've been up since 6:30.
i wake up earlier every day.
i'm not sure i like it, but in theory, it's not so bad.
i've gotta' finish summer book number two today.
two books is faaaaaar far less than the number i should have read so far.
like my hair too much,
but also really wanna' cut it.
what to do, what to do.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
dream jars-
a nice amount of things have happened throughout the past few days.
the first thing is that i completely lose track of time during summer,
so i think i'm starting with...friday? but maybe it was thursday.
no, it was thursday.
so thursday night, i helped out with an evening school event,
i worked a little coffee/smoothie cart for an 8th grade grad-night,
and everything about it was rad (and nostalgic for me, of course),
an 8th grade band played that included a drummer, guitarist, and bassist,
along with a waaaay cute chick singer.
the girl was so into it, and it makes me wish i did something nerdy and cute like that when i was in 8th grade,
and now, i reeeally actually want to play in an electric band,
like really.
even as the singer (which is weird for me), but ideally, i would love to learn bass or guitar (better than what i know now, heh), or i would love to include tambourine, or something fun like it.
if nothing happens over summer, i really hope there are opportunities in seattle.
i finally gave in and wrote a letter to my dad, i think i worded things perfectly, and i sent a few pictures, including a copy of an old one of him and a current one of me to show him how entirely alike we look.
i can't wait to get one back, and i'm just really hoping he understands my letter in the first place.
i have no idea how good his english is at this point.
lately there have been one too many people whom i reasonably haven't contacted in several years who have supposedly been way too interested in me and what i do throughout those years,
and i'm really beginning to feel like i have no privacy.
sometimes people are really weird with me, and i don't really understand it,
but i don't like walking into rooms knowing some people are studying my every move,
and i especially don't like hearing that they talk to people whom i barely know, but whom feel like they need to pass it on to me, about what they observe.
this isn't just one of those generalizations, where one person has done this, there have been too many, and i keep on hearing new cases, and it freaks me out.
i wish i could be left alone, and that i didn't feel like i had to delete all public links to my blogs and flickrs and other pages, and maybe just stay inside forever.
for awhile, i've been trying to read Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates by tom robbins,
but i really just had to quit about halfway through, and it makes me sad.
Still Life made me love tom robbins, but maybe he's just a little bit too silly to write a 450 page story, or maybe i just needed a different style of writing for awhile.
i switched over to rereading The BFG by roald dahl! (my childhood author).
i hadn't read it since i was probably eight or nine?
and it's an amazing book. maybe i want it to be the first bedtime story i read to the child i may never have-it has some wonderful messages.
-eat your vegetables
-use your imagination, believe in things even when you don't see them with your own eyes
-respect humanity
-dream reallyreallyreally big
-"human beans" suck
-moremoremore
as far as tattoos go, this book made me realize that i'm not really sure if i'm going to stick with my previous plan (no questions!),
although i reallyreallyreally love it, i'm going for 'superpretty' with all of my tattoos, i think,
and i don't think the things i want would turn out that way-
i may settle for something more common, like flowers, you know?
find out what certain ones mean and stuff, but we'll see.
also, i really need to start building my summer reading list quick, there are way too many authors i haven't read, way too many things about literature that i don't know,
and i really want to know.
i've sort of realized that i'm a huge geek, and like, it's a little embarassing sometimes,
but i've been trying to embrace it.
friday was a lazy morning/adventurous night type day for me.
i sat around for many hours, reading, but i was dying to sew, and i really need to go invest in a sewing machine.
maybe today, actually.
but i really wanted to make stuff, and it really sucks not being able to fulfill those kinds of urges.
around 2, i rode over to melissa's, and we made our way to the train, audrey, and san francisco.
we walked....a lot, especially around chinatown.
i haven't been there in ages, and i forgot how overcrowded and shocking and lovely it is all at the same time, i really enjoyed it actually.
we did something and nothing all the same.
we stopped at city lights, and i wished i could buy every book in the store,
that is also where i became overwhelmed with how behind i am in books.
i've been wanting to cut all of my hair off for awhile, but it's a really shaky want.
i really love having long hair just because its never been this long before,
and most of my previous short haircuts have been absolutely terrible,
but there are a couple i've found that might work, and i mightmightmight go for it.
i just don't think i have a cute enough or girly enough face for it.
i've always thought i've had a lamely masculine face, and now even moreso after seeing an old picture of my dad, who literally had my face.
i don't know, i'm stuck, but i really just want a drastic change, you know?
sorry, i realize this is a really long post.
now last night, saturday, was sososososo good.
i had work at 5:30am, but got there an hour late, and felt like a complete asshole.
i don't usually do that, but i guess 5:30am is a little extreme, even for me.
with fright, i listened to the four voicemails from my managers,
and while they sounded really upset, they also sounded genuinely worried about me,
it was a weirdlynice feeling, but made me feel even worse about oversleeping.
i even went to sleep early too...
i came home and alexis met me there around 7pm and we headed to the city.
we went to see brian! play in a basement full of many good faces.
i saw a lot of people i really like and i met a lot of people whom i would really like,
luke, bayley, jarred, and michele showed up later on and added more to our fun.
we danced our butts off (so much so that my upper-left leg is badly bruised, heh, it got a little crazy),
i introduced lex to a new cutie ;), and we both just had a really great time.
i'm sorry if i sound really weird, all of these "great times" just seem so new to me,
i went too long without them.
we hung out at brianjarredandfred's after and didn't end up leaving until a little after 4am.
it felt so good to have the energy to do that!
last month, i would not have been able to stay up past 11, if even that,
which helps me keep track of the fact that my health is improving a lot and that my happiness has gone way up.
i already know that i'm going to miss this summer so much, and san francisco, and everything so much,
and it hasn't even really started yet-i don't know if that's good or bad,
but that's exactly what i wanted, right?
the first thing is that i completely lose track of time during summer,
so i think i'm starting with...friday? but maybe it was thursday.
no, it was thursday.
so thursday night, i helped out with an evening school event,
i worked a little coffee/smoothie cart for an 8th grade grad-night,
and everything about it was rad (and nostalgic for me, of course),
an 8th grade band played that included a drummer, guitarist, and bassist,
along with a waaaay cute chick singer.
the girl was so into it, and it makes me wish i did something nerdy and cute like that when i was in 8th grade,
and now, i reeeally actually want to play in an electric band,
like really.
even as the singer (which is weird for me), but ideally, i would love to learn bass or guitar (better than what i know now, heh), or i would love to include tambourine, or something fun like it.
if nothing happens over summer, i really hope there are opportunities in seattle.
i finally gave in and wrote a letter to my dad, i think i worded things perfectly, and i sent a few pictures, including a copy of an old one of him and a current one of me to show him how entirely alike we look.
i can't wait to get one back, and i'm just really hoping he understands my letter in the first place.
i have no idea how good his english is at this point.
lately there have been one too many people whom i reasonably haven't contacted in several years who have supposedly been way too interested in me and what i do throughout those years,
and i'm really beginning to feel like i have no privacy.
sometimes people are really weird with me, and i don't really understand it,
but i don't like walking into rooms knowing some people are studying my every move,
and i especially don't like hearing that they talk to people whom i barely know, but whom feel like they need to pass it on to me, about what they observe.
this isn't just one of those generalizations, where one person has done this, there have been too many, and i keep on hearing new cases, and it freaks me out.
i wish i could be left alone, and that i didn't feel like i had to delete all public links to my blogs and flickrs and other pages, and maybe just stay inside forever.
for awhile, i've been trying to read Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates by tom robbins,
but i really just had to quit about halfway through, and it makes me sad.
Still Life made me love tom robbins, but maybe he's just a little bit too silly to write a 450 page story, or maybe i just needed a different style of writing for awhile.
i switched over to rereading The BFG by roald dahl! (my childhood author).
i hadn't read it since i was probably eight or nine?
and it's an amazing book. maybe i want it to be the first bedtime story i read to the child i may never have-it has some wonderful messages.
-eat your vegetables
-use your imagination, believe in things even when you don't see them with your own eyes
-respect humanity
-dream reallyreallyreally big
-"human beans" suck
-moremoremore
as far as tattoos go, this book made me realize that i'm not really sure if i'm going to stick with my previous plan (no questions!),
although i reallyreallyreally love it, i'm going for 'superpretty' with all of my tattoos, i think,
and i don't think the things i want would turn out that way-
i may settle for something more common, like flowers, you know?
find out what certain ones mean and stuff, but we'll see.
also, i really need to start building my summer reading list quick, there are way too many authors i haven't read, way too many things about literature that i don't know,
and i really want to know.
i've sort of realized that i'm a huge geek, and like, it's a little embarassing sometimes,
but i've been trying to embrace it.
friday was a lazy morning/adventurous night type day for me.
i sat around for many hours, reading, but i was dying to sew, and i really need to go invest in a sewing machine.
maybe today, actually.
but i really wanted to make stuff, and it really sucks not being able to fulfill those kinds of urges.
around 2, i rode over to melissa's, and we made our way to the train, audrey, and san francisco.
we walked....a lot, especially around chinatown.
i haven't been there in ages, and i forgot how overcrowded and shocking and lovely it is all at the same time, i really enjoyed it actually.
we did something and nothing all the same.
we stopped at city lights, and i wished i could buy every book in the store,
that is also where i became overwhelmed with how behind i am in books.
i've been wanting to cut all of my hair off for awhile, but it's a really shaky want.
i really love having long hair just because its never been this long before,
and most of my previous short haircuts have been absolutely terrible,
but there are a couple i've found that might work, and i mightmightmight go for it.
i just don't think i have a cute enough or girly enough face for it.
i've always thought i've had a lamely masculine face, and now even moreso after seeing an old picture of my dad, who literally had my face.
i don't know, i'm stuck, but i really just want a drastic change, you know?
sorry, i realize this is a really long post.
now last night, saturday, was sososososo good.
i had work at 5:30am, but got there an hour late, and felt like a complete asshole.
i don't usually do that, but i guess 5:30am is a little extreme, even for me.
with fright, i listened to the four voicemails from my managers,
and while they sounded really upset, they also sounded genuinely worried about me,
it was a weirdlynice feeling, but made me feel even worse about oversleeping.
i even went to sleep early too...
i came home and alexis met me there around 7pm and we headed to the city.
we went to see brian! play in a basement full of many good faces.
i saw a lot of people i really like and i met a lot of people whom i would really like,
luke, bayley, jarred, and michele showed up later on and added more to our fun.
we danced our butts off (so much so that my upper-left leg is badly bruised, heh, it got a little crazy),
i introduced lex to a new cutie ;), and we both just had a really great time.
i'm sorry if i sound really weird, all of these "great times" just seem so new to me,
i went too long without them.
we hung out at brianjarredandfred's after and didn't end up leaving until a little after 4am.
it felt so good to have the energy to do that!
last month, i would not have been able to stay up past 11, if even that,
which helps me keep track of the fact that my health is improving a lot and that my happiness has gone way up.
i already know that i'm going to miss this summer so much, and san francisco, and everything so much,
and it hasn't even really started yet-i don't know if that's good or bad,
but that's exactly what i wanted, right?
Saturday, June 13, 2009
i hate to say it-
but sometimes i think i am too damned level-headed and logical for my own good.
people are going to drive me nuts one day, and i really believe it.
people are going to drive me nuts one day, and i really believe it.
Monday, June 8, 2009
i am so out of tune.
yesterday was filled with a lot of people.
i'm still getting used to it somehow, but it was nice, nevertheless.
i have a stupid...face cold? ya' know, everything just happens in the facial area?
insanely stuffy nose, dumb cough, watery eyes.
all of the body heat and things made it hard to breathe, it was a struggle.
i rode my bike all day, saw loma prieta and drowning with our anchors.
headed to alex's afterward for party time, but it got shut down.
i always enjoy mingling.
i hate that food doesn't taste good without a functioning nose!
i love my morning raisin oatmeal and coffee, damnit.
my bag is so rad, i love it, and i'm really hoping it lasts for a long while.
i'm known for carrying bricks in all of my carry-ons.
my cat is sitting on my lap, as always, and it just makes me feel all warm and tingly inside.
san francisco and cafe gratitude with luke tonight!
seeing alexis and sammy this week.
i feel like there was more, but my head feels stuffed.
i keep losing my train of thought.
i did see an ex-substitute working at starbucks yesterday.
it was a little odd, but he's a youngster, and i kind of want to build a friendship with him, heh.
he gave me free things.
i don't want to be friends with him because of that, he's just a cool guy.
anyway, i'll shutup.
i'm still getting used to it somehow, but it was nice, nevertheless.
i have a stupid...face cold? ya' know, everything just happens in the facial area?
insanely stuffy nose, dumb cough, watery eyes.
all of the body heat and things made it hard to breathe, it was a struggle.
i rode my bike all day, saw loma prieta and drowning with our anchors.
headed to alex's afterward for party time, but it got shut down.
i always enjoy mingling.
i hate that food doesn't taste good without a functioning nose!
i love my morning raisin oatmeal and coffee, damnit.
my bag is so rad, i love it, and i'm really hoping it lasts for a long while.
i'm known for carrying bricks in all of my carry-ons.
my cat is sitting on my lap, as always, and it just makes me feel all warm and tingly inside.
san francisco and cafe gratitude with luke tonight!
seeing alexis and sammy this week.
i feel like there was more, but my head feels stuffed.
i keep losing my train of thought.
i did see an ex-substitute working at starbucks yesterday.
it was a little odd, but he's a youngster, and i kind of want to build a friendship with him, heh.
he gave me free things.
i don't want to be friends with him because of that, he's just a cool guy.
anyway, i'll shutup.
Friday, June 5, 2009
the bag is finished!
the above picture just shows the back, i'm not sure why it is sideways
i think i may put a pocket right there in the middle.
equipped with an inside pocket!
remember: made completely from scratch,and i'm not going to lie, i am impressed with myself,
and quite happy with the outcome.
well anyway, i just hope it doesn't really rain today.
all i've got is my bike, and friday is funday.
and maybe i kinda wanna show off this beauty.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
i like watermelon.
i finished the majority of the body of my bag today.
for my first sewing project ever done on a sewing machine, i must say it is beautiful.
i actually think i'm going to willingly spend around $300 on my own machine by the end of the month.
i tried cleaning my room today, but i seriously just have way too much.
i don't know how to throw things away.
i literally have not touched 75% of my closet (or anything in my room, for that matter) for at least one year, but i see everything and think,
"wow, this is cute, i should start wearing this more often," so i keep it, and still never wear it.
all i got through were the clothes and shoes and finding places for them.
i was exhausted from work this morning on less than five hours of sleep,
so i crashed around 2 and woke up around 5:30.
turns out i'm going to bfd with chris and haley on saturday.
i'm excited to see the yeah yeah yeahs.
i am also definitely seeing blink 182 on their reunion tour (with chris and haley).
i want more bike rides (with audrey and melissa) but rain sucks.
i want to see you in the city more, but it's just a matter of me having to find a good day to either sleep over, or just not be lazy and prepare for walking home from the train late at night.
this weekend should be fun.
i like espresso lane but miss my coworkers to death.
i haven't showered in a few days, which is a record for me.
i'm sure it will end tomorrow.
i need to pick up reading again, i want to finish my book already.
i've just enjoyed getting to sit and stare and do absolutely nothing way too much.
for my first sewing project ever done on a sewing machine, i must say it is beautiful.
i actually think i'm going to willingly spend around $300 on my own machine by the end of the month.
i tried cleaning my room today, but i seriously just have way too much.
i don't know how to throw things away.
i literally have not touched 75% of my closet (or anything in my room, for that matter) for at least one year, but i see everything and think,
"wow, this is cute, i should start wearing this more often," so i keep it, and still never wear it.
all i got through were the clothes and shoes and finding places for them.
i was exhausted from work this morning on less than five hours of sleep,
so i crashed around 2 and woke up around 5:30.
turns out i'm going to bfd with chris and haley on saturday.
i'm excited to see the yeah yeah yeahs.
i am also definitely seeing blink 182 on their reunion tour (with chris and haley).
i want more bike rides (with audrey and melissa) but rain sucks.
i want to see you in the city more, but it's just a matter of me having to find a good day to either sleep over, or just not be lazy and prepare for walking home from the train late at night.
this weekend should be fun.
i like espresso lane but miss my coworkers to death.
i haven't showered in a few days, which is a record for me.
i'm sure it will end tomorrow.
i need to pick up reading again, i want to finish my book already.
i've just enjoyed getting to sit and stare and do absolutely nothing way too much.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
also.
i've come to realize that i prefer group hangouts to solo hangouts.
that way, i kill two birds with one stone, and am not stressing about seeing everyone individually,
cause it really just won't happen that way, and i've sadly accepted it, bah.
that way, i kill two birds with one stone, and am not stressing about seeing everyone individually,
cause it really just won't happen that way, and i've sadly accepted it, bah.
whale mountain.
yesterday was such a nice, relaxing day.
i packed my bike lock, my wallet, my keys, some carrots and a peanut butter sammich,
got on my bike and left around noon.
i rode to joann's and bought the rest of my fabric.
walked over to k-mart and browsed around. oh, k-mart.
walked over to my bank and cashed some checks, took some dollars out.
got back on my bike and rode to chain reaction, bought some spare tubes and a u-lock (finally).
rode to the station to replace my weekly water bottle and enjoyed a small lunch by myself
underneath a nice, shaded tree.
rode over to the hair cutting place to get my eyebrows waxed for the second time ever,
my european hairy-ness is beginning to show itself, bummerrrrr.
i rode back home after a good four hours and just passed out, i didn't get much sleep,
or much coffee in the morning.
i woke up just in time to turn in my final, so i went and did that, came home and made dinner.
ate lots of mangoes and dark chocolate for dessert too, yum (not yuck).
haley and i ended up ditching the bags and went to the great entertainer to shoot some pool with daniel, xavier, and bianca instead.
i've never actually played pool, but it's quite fun.
and where else would we end the night beside good ol' chuck's, right?
so that's what we did.
i got home around 12:30 and went to sleep.
i slammed my face into the door in the dark though, which hurt kind of a lot.
i was hoping for a bruise in the morning so i could make up some really 'bad' story,
but i'm also glad that it didn't actually happen, heh.
i woke up at 8 for an audiologist appointment.
being told that my hearing is perfect is some of the best news i've had in awhile.
we tried to go for the e.k.g., but of course today, of all days, it was closed for employee meetings.
mom and i went to the grind and got some coffee, and she dropped me off.
since plans changed yesterday, haley and i will be working on the bags tonight.
i'm still going to lunch with hank today, but tomorrow is now room-cleaning day.
i've felt so much healthier for the past couple of days, it's amazing.
for certain reasons, i'm supposed to be making a list of 'signs that tell me i'm in a bad place',
and when i was given the task, i figured i'd have no problem doing that-
but after graduation (which was the next day), i haven't been able to note anything.
i don't want to go empty-handed, but i just might have to, which actually feels really good.
i actually really, really, really want to start/join a band and play shows this summer.
influences: "almost crimes" by broken social scene, but more slow and mellow, or american football-esque with a boy and girl singer. i would want to play tambourine or something. but if anyone reads this, and is seriously interested, please let me know. i was initially inspired by a house show i recently went to.
i need a haircut, and i love my cat.
i packed my bike lock, my wallet, my keys, some carrots and a peanut butter sammich,
got on my bike and left around noon.
i rode to joann's and bought the rest of my fabric.
walked over to k-mart and browsed around. oh, k-mart.
walked over to my bank and cashed some checks, took some dollars out.
got back on my bike and rode to chain reaction, bought some spare tubes and a u-lock (finally).
rode to the station to replace my weekly water bottle and enjoyed a small lunch by myself
underneath a nice, shaded tree.
rode over to the hair cutting place to get my eyebrows waxed for the second time ever,
my european hairy-ness is beginning to show itself, bummerrrrr.
i rode back home after a good four hours and just passed out, i didn't get much sleep,
or much coffee in the morning.
i woke up just in time to turn in my final, so i went and did that, came home and made dinner.
ate lots of mangoes and dark chocolate for dessert too, yum (not yuck).
haley and i ended up ditching the bags and went to the great entertainer to shoot some pool with daniel, xavier, and bianca instead.
i've never actually played pool, but it's quite fun.
and where else would we end the night beside good ol' chuck's, right?
so that's what we did.
i got home around 12:30 and went to sleep.
i slammed my face into the door in the dark though, which hurt kind of a lot.
i was hoping for a bruise in the morning so i could make up some really 'bad' story,
but i'm also glad that it didn't actually happen, heh.
i woke up at 8 for an audiologist appointment.
being told that my hearing is perfect is some of the best news i've had in awhile.
we tried to go for the e.k.g., but of course today, of all days, it was closed for employee meetings.
mom and i went to the grind and got some coffee, and she dropped me off.
since plans changed yesterday, haley and i will be working on the bags tonight.
i'm still going to lunch with hank today, but tomorrow is now room-cleaning day.
i've felt so much healthier for the past couple of days, it's amazing.
for certain reasons, i'm supposed to be making a list of 'signs that tell me i'm in a bad place',
and when i was given the task, i figured i'd have no problem doing that-
but after graduation (which was the next day), i haven't been able to note anything.
i don't want to go empty-handed, but i just might have to, which actually feels really good.
i actually really, really, really want to start/join a band and play shows this summer.
influences: "almost crimes" by broken social scene, but more slow and mellow, or american football-esque with a boy and girl singer. i would want to play tambourine or something. but if anyone reads this, and is seriously interested, please let me know. i was initially inspired by a house show i recently went to.
i need a haircut, and i love my cat.
Monday, June 1, 2009
finished!
i finally finished my last essay. all school-related things are doooone.
that is, after i turn the essays in at 6:15 tonight.
yesterday i was all ready to ride to joann's, when i went to pump my tires,
and the pump valve on my front tire broke in half and resulted in an immediate flat.
it really sucked. like really, when the hell does that happen?
so i sat around hoping mom would get home soon, so that i could borrow her car,
(i really miss having my own, although i wish i never spent my entire bank account on it),
and when she did, i picked up haley and we drove to joann's to find that it was closed.
i always forget it's sunday when it's sunday, and it ruins most things, but in a funny way.
so i didn't get to work on my bag at all, but instead she finished the entire body of hers!
and i am ten times more excited now anyway, hers rules.
if it's ok with her, since we're being kind of secretive about it,
i'll post pictures of the finished bodies soon.
we still need straps and snaps and all of those fun things.
but anyway, it was a nice hang out-
daniel and chris were there to keep us company,
which can always mean a million different things, heh.
daniel fixed my tire for me, and taught me the basics, which was cool.
i plan to learn and understand my bike this summer,
and maybe get good enough to ride the rainy hills of seattle,
but we'll see about that. today will be a big adventure though.
too bad it's gloomy. i have to get all of the things to work on my bag tonight, which is where i'll be.
tomorrow i plan to finally tackle my room and just get everything out of there.
i haven't touched anything in it (besides some clothing) for the past year because i haven't had time,
so clearly i can live without three-quarters of my room.
i might as well just get rid of all of it.
i also plan to go hang out with hank for a bit, maybe get some lunch.
i need to get a photo of him really badly.
water rationing has begun and gm filed for bankruptcy.
i think i need to touch-up on my political knowledge, as well.
these are things i want to remember when i'm a grandma.
not to mention, everything is just scary.
it's raining in june.
that is, after i turn the essays in at 6:15 tonight.
yesterday i was all ready to ride to joann's, when i went to pump my tires,
and the pump valve on my front tire broke in half and resulted in an immediate flat.
it really sucked. like really, when the hell does that happen?
so i sat around hoping mom would get home soon, so that i could borrow her car,
(i really miss having my own, although i wish i never spent my entire bank account on it),
and when she did, i picked up haley and we drove to joann's to find that it was closed.
i always forget it's sunday when it's sunday, and it ruins most things, but in a funny way.
so i didn't get to work on my bag at all, but instead she finished the entire body of hers!
and i am ten times more excited now anyway, hers rules.
if it's ok with her, since we're being kind of secretive about it,
i'll post pictures of the finished bodies soon.
we still need straps and snaps and all of those fun things.
but anyway, it was a nice hang out-
daniel and chris were there to keep us company,
which can always mean a million different things, heh.
daniel fixed my tire for me, and taught me the basics, which was cool.
i plan to learn and understand my bike this summer,
and maybe get good enough to ride the rainy hills of seattle,
but we'll see about that. today will be a big adventure though.
too bad it's gloomy. i have to get all of the things to work on my bag tonight, which is where i'll be.
tomorrow i plan to finally tackle my room and just get everything out of there.
i haven't touched anything in it (besides some clothing) for the past year because i haven't had time,
so clearly i can live without three-quarters of my room.
i might as well just get rid of all of it.
i also plan to go hang out with hank for a bit, maybe get some lunch.
i need to get a photo of him really badly.
water rationing has begun and gm filed for bankruptcy.
i think i need to touch-up on my political knowledge, as well.
these are things i want to remember when i'm a grandma.
not to mention, everything is just scary.
it's raining in june.
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