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The miles of air and road and land
That separate me from all my plans
Were havin havin fun
But something something tells me I miss someone

Snow day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My parents collaborated in their note writing today.

I should probably stop playing Tibia.

Or stop sleeping forever. Which might win. Ughhh… Life is out of control!!!

More later.

Woooooo

Today I got 29 views on the Across the Universe movie review. That post usually gets like one or two a day, referred by search engines. So I just wanted to share that. Twenty nine. Wowza.

I took the SAT.

It was hard. That is all.

Mr. Chovil.

Where the hell are you? It’s been like a week.

Uh huh.

I felt like writing more. Even though it’s a mere half hour after my last post. I’m avoiding sleep. I’m completely prepared for it– teeth brushed, face washed, lights off/heater on. I guess I’m just not tired yet. I unintentionally slept till one pm today, and I always feel ashamed waking up late and staying up late. Like my life is so luxurious that I can just go around participating in such activities– while the rest of the world is waking up early, going to bed early, working out, drinking water, rearing children, donating money.

ai yi yi

I regard my relationship status in the same logic as Diana Ross’ mother. You can’t hurry love, no, you JUST HAVE TO WAIT. And that is precisely why I don’t really care about whether or not I have a boyfriend right now. I guess it would be cool, and obviously I could pick up any random loser for practice. But I simply can’t tolerate random losers. I’m into those rare types– the insanely intelligent, funny, good-looking, Atheist ones. So I know he’s out there, somewhere. Not a husband, but a live-next-door forever and ever OR until we shoot each other simultaneously the day we turn forty (did I mention we have the same birthday too?). I’ve seen him before, maybe a hundred times; leaving the movie theater, buying a box of cereal, waiting in line at the bank. But then he disappears, and I forget about it a few minutes later.

Do I believe in fate, or soul mates? Absolutely.

Fantastic.

Whoa.

It’s been a while, huh? Well… I intend to fill you to the brink with prattle, and continue to do so until the next time ninety holidays not-so-unexpectedly collide.

So, some people spend their entire life in desperate search of emotional provocation… I seem to get off emotionally on virtually everything… naturally resulting in the exhausting mental roller coaster that is my world. Lately theres been a lot more people frequenting my house, and it’s been stressful and overwhelming, putting me in major breakdown bitch mode. I hate unexpected visitors. I hate social obligations. Above all, I despise people depending on me.

ANYWAY. The New Year has started with a bang. I’ve had my fun– especially during the windstorm (with my sista Sao). New 20 credit load of classes. Oldest brother back at home for a while, which is fantastic. It’s like having a live-in best friend that you can tell to fuck off whenever you’d like. All other friends are kept at least an arm’s length away, which works perfectly for yours truly.

Other news on the home front? Yikes! I had a huge talk with my dad tonight. Which began with him accusing Tibia of being demonic(!), and informing me that he threw away my deck of Tarot cards. Wow… I mentioned my Christian upbringing right? I kept my cool for the most part. We had a grand chat about the usual crap (my future). I reminded him that I work, get decent grades at school, use my freedom wisely, eat healthfully and drink responsibly. So whens it going to be enough?

And then- out of freaking nowhere- he GOT it. He understands that I realize I have a problem managing time and money, and who doesn’t? And… I know this doesn’t make sense… but now that I’ve been given explicit permission to keep doing what I’m doing… I just want to do so much better.