Monday, February 23, 2004

lately i have been thinking about how i would like to regain some spanish skills. perception, language can be integral in presenting some information. rewind: i got one valentine this year and i think it was the best ever. it had a margaret atwood and paulo cohelo quote in it. my friend abbey is going to africa on friday and wont be back until july. i will miss her and only now do i realize some of .......... keeping my head from the dizzy. i sleep less, i live more. sometimes.

chooze bronze.

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

i go to college. i study half-assedly. i spend time with people, but as of late mostly her. I am "trying" to go to more school. my head is okay. my roommate is clockinh his brain at 100 over his gf who broke up with him, i can see me a few months ago in him, and there is really nothing i can say to make him feel better. thats ok. i have been sleeping less. i have been eating more. i really like trees. i like the wind. i like recorded music. and the smell of oranges. i am thinking about the niceness of a wrist without a watch. about the apple, the potato, the tulip. friendships and queries.

Sunday, February 15, 2004

valentines day?

So i had a wierd night, not a bad one.
should have made an effort, where i thought one wasnt wanted
should have got out the bed.

Monday, February 09, 2004

breathe in, breathe out.

i get caught in semantics. and in - of mice and men.
(best laid plans go awry.)

set em up, to knock em down.

Monday, February 02, 2004

as i put these notes to paper.

is there anyone. i feel like i am building myself up to be knocked down and perhaps I am.

or how we can only trust what people tell us and i don't like feeling that i can't trust someone, or at least its good i guess to know that i can't trust them.

i make wierd ass situations in my head of these grand visions of deceit being played against me.

or whatever.