Monday, November 28, 2011

What a day.

I missed the feeling of coming home tired and clumsy and feeling good about myself.

I got so much done, and I am incredibly proud of myself, especially after only being fueled on three or so hours of sleep. I felt like I chugged through it like a champion.

And to make my day even better, I just found out that I'm one of the indoor team's track captains!

We're all entitled to feeling a little proud of ourselves every once and awhile.


Wednesday, November 23, 2011

He could have very well abandoned the blogosphere by now, but I'd like to dedicate a brief post to The Nerd Archives. For those of you who don't know, it's one of my favorite blogs, and it's run by possibly the wittiest and nicest guy that Blogger has to offer. A charming combination of sarcastic, sincere, and sinister, his blog was always a pleasure to read. 
I urge you all bid him adieu as he ventures into other realms of the internet, and quite possibly the great outdoors (a concept still quite foreign to many of us). 


Wednesday, November 16, 2011

This is my all-time favorite movie scene.

Wonderful wonderful wonderful.


Monday, November 14, 2011

My dreams feel like home.


Sunday, November 6, 2011



Thursday, November 3, 2011

My Halloween costume, essentially.

I think I was a clown of sorts.

Paige, Michael, Celia, and I went to Thai Berry yesterday for lunch. I even sampled some coconut soup; the combination of hot, sour, savory, milky and sweet was so strange that I couldn't bring myself to finish it. Kristen chauffeured us around town for a little while as we digested. I was eventually abandoned at Goodwill because I was the only one interested in browsing the dingy-looking store. I had never been there before, and I felt as if I had stepped into a different era. Sweaters all colors of the rainbow and worn jeans lined the racks, and grandmotherly ladies shuffled around with shopping carts filled to the brim with delicate trinkets. I eyed dusty film cameras that had probably traveled the world and caught hundreds of smiles (and the occasional sour pout), now nestled between sun-bleached unopened birthday presents. I imagined the chipped mugs meeting tired lips with the sweet nectar of coffee or tea. I left with a colorful belt, a glass bottle, and an unopened package of party lanterns. As I exited, I felt the satisfaction of discovering a fraction of a happy memory.
Today, I persuaded Will to come over to my house. He's weary about coming over sometimes, because my family doesn't quite love him the way his family loves me. But he hasn't had electricity all week, and a warm home was a welcome invitation to someone who has to sleep in a winter jacket. We went to the library and read The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy at the same time, pointing out the interesting and funny parts to each other. We then worked as a team to collect star coins in my Super Mario Brothers game, kissing between lost lives. At a point, I think, we began to deliberately fall or get squashed just to steal another peck. We half-watched some TV, and he eventually had to go back home.
A thought flashed across my mind of someone, years from now, picking up my sweater at a thrift store and keeping some of my memories tucked away in their drawer.


Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Now I don't even have school until next Monday.

At this rate I won't graduate until July.

My mom keeps on bothering me about my college application, and I just want to be left alone more than anything.

Also, I'm going to try to stop swearing so much. It sounds trashy.



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