June 18, 2010 § Leave a comment
Sometimes memories trickle forth like long forgotten enemies, taunting you with all you didn’t know then, and pushing you to begrudgingly accept all you know now. It’s interesting, the way our perceptions change over time as we get older, wiser, more bitter in our view of the world. How exactly does it happen? When exactly does it happen? I try to pinpoint the time in my life when I started holding on to things — the little things that build up, bubble over, and froth forth like some sort of toxic waste, eating up the little bits of light in my life, in my childhood, lingering over me during the years as I got older, wiser, more bitter in my view of the world. The little things become bigger, cloud the aspects of my life that I’d like to remember, but somehow can’t anymore, each day the good parts of my childhood growing smaller and smaller, until all I have left is the ugliness. How do people rid themselves of it? I used to wonder that all the time; I still wonder it from time to time, but things have slowly become clearer to me. Gradually, with much resistance, much fighting, arguing, and denial, I have realized what I need to erase all of the ugliness I’ve clung to for so long, and he waits for me, patiently, as I slowly inch my way towards him, smiling.
June 15, 2010 § 2 Comments
Uhm, hi blog. It’s been a while, and I’ve missed you! School got overwhelming, sleep got nonexistent, and stuff hit the fan, so I had to put the fun in my life (i.e., this blog, getting embarrassingly drunk, and skyping with Marc) on the back burner. Hopefully this summer will be different; I’ll be at school, taking classes and learning stuff, but it’ll be warm and sunny, so I’ll be outside a lot and taking pictures. Woo! I’m so excited about school this summer. Sophomore summer is a bit legendary on our campus, so I can’t wait to see if it lives up to the hype.
I’m at home right now for a couple of weeks, resting up (read: sleeping everyday until 1:00 PM) so I can be refreshed and beautified for school this summer (if I look hot, my profs will like me more, obviously). Marc and Oreo are plotting ways to get me to stay this summer. What they don’t know is that I’m plotting ways to get them to Dartmouth, and I possess far more ingenuity than I let on.
This dress has been sitting in my closet for quite some time, and I decided to give it a go the other day when we were headed to the dog park. Isn’t it so summery? Lately I’ve been all about the gingham, and I need more, more, more! Except I know it’s a complete and total phase on my part, so I’m refraining from partaking in this current obsession of mine. Best to temporarily want and keep my money in my wallet.
Here’s an attractive face. (This is the face I make when my photographer suggests I pose in some foolish way.):