day 1:
About Me
- alia
- "too much stuff, too many places, too much information, too many people, too much of things for there to be too much of, there is too much to know and i don't know where to begin but i want to try."
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
oh, where have i been?
all around. upside down. inside out. turned this way and that. bobloblaw. GASP.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
dsl;dfnkawoe
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
it's only been 10 minutes, but summer feels really nice.
yeah, just finished my papers about 10 minutes ago. SO HAPPY.
now i can begin to enjoy summer/look for a job/unpack.
i look forward to going outside and experiencing the beauty that is ohio.
now i can begin to enjoy summer/look for a job/unpack.
i look forward to going outside and experiencing the beauty that is ohio.
Friday, May 8, 2009
almost there!
Monday, May 4, 2009
chai, cereal, writing. and packing, can't forget the packing.
that's all you need to know. that's all i'm doing this week.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
STRESSED OVER FINALS?!?! yeah, not yet.
my best friends today have been balkan beat box, crystal castles, my fujifilm, and vanilla chai.
i haven't yet managed to tackle my schoolwork. i'm a little worried about how un-stressed i am about finals. i have to do 8 essays, 2 papers, one actual test, and compile a portfolio of my strongest writing within this coming week. oh, and sometime i'll need to pack haha. but it'll all work out, no worries.
still need to find a job for summer.
i haven't yet managed to tackle my schoolwork. i'm a little worried about how un-stressed i am about finals. i have to do 8 essays, 2 papers, one actual test, and compile a portfolio of my strongest writing within this coming week. oh, and sometime i'll need to pack haha. but it'll all work out, no worries.
still need to find a job for summer.
Friday, May 1, 2009
in the rain with no umbrella [my pathetic attempt at poetry]
in the rain with no umbrella, the drops collide heavily with my skin
and mask the pain beneath.
the moisture
burns,
stings,
and i glance around
to see if anyone else has become
nature's victim.
the metal, plastic, draped conveniently,
shield from attack,
shield from
feeling.
"only a few more blocks," i tell myself. but
the rain keeps falling. falling and
stinging.
my spriit begins to
wither,
explode.
we're separated by umbrellas.
and mask the pain beneath.
the moisture
burns,
stings,
and i glance around
to see if anyone else has become
nature's victim.
the metal, plastic, draped conveniently,
shield from attack,
shield from
feeling.
"only a few more blocks," i tell myself. but
the rain keeps falling. falling and
stinging.
my spriit begins to
wither,
explode.
we're separated by umbrellas.
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