Tonight was really, really nice.
For those of you unaware, i have a stepsister. A 27 year old, fun as hell stepsister in San Francisco, who i havent really been able to see or hang out with. So tonight we went out for some Thai at Sri. It was really good, talked about a lot of things and just had a really good time. She came up and met the roommates, talked for a bit then went on her way. Already weve planned a mess of things--road trips, taco tuesday excursions, and friday night bar hopping. I guess im just really excited to be able to finally develop a friendship with her. I mean we are sisters, but shes a lot older, so shes been around the country setting up her life and getting her shit done, and weve never had that bonding time. Ive always wanted a sister, always wanted that connection...shes such a big inspiration to me...law school grad, vegetarian, fun and funny as hell. Like ive stated a million times already, im really really excited that things are finally moving along with us, that were finally doing things stepsisters, friends, would do. I cant wait.
I feel refreshed, i feel like things are finally looking up for me...not only because of tonight, there has been a lot of things that seem to finally be going my way...things are a-changin'.
you dig?
10.19.2008
10.16.2008
i swear...
next time that bitch in bio looks at me cross-eyed or says another word to me....oooh, its on.
10.15.2008
Do you know how to read between the lines?
An astronomy test is looming closer and closer while my eyelids become heavier...i really need a nap, but i also really need to study. Wish these were the only things on my mind. Laundry, unpacking, room cleaning, work situation, male situation. SO MANY SITUATIONS. Im tired of feeling like the gum stuck on the sole of your shoe, its as simple as that.
dont worry, ill scrape myself off.
dont worry, ill scrape myself off.
10.14.2008
The waiting game.
so you expect me to stand aside
and watch whats going on, fully aware
that im the one who will be hurting in the end
dont be to certain
ill stay for the finale
its just so painfully obvious whos going to win.
who has won.
i gave it my all,
my best shot,
all i get is a kiss goodnight.
goodbye.
and watch whats going on, fully aware
that im the one who will be hurting in the end
dont be to certain
ill stay for the finale
its just so painfully obvious whos going to win.
who has won.
i gave it my all,
my best shot,
all i get is a kiss goodnight.
goodbye.
10.05.2008
Jasmine Green tea and Drunken nights on Haight.
Now, where to begin? Recently, i have ben most bothered with the idea that everyone is selfish. Every human being on this earth is so self absorbed and SELF CENTERED. What is this word coming to? When did you last meet someone who would do a good deed or volunteer solely out of the goodness of their heart? Unfortunately, self gratification is something people these days strive for. THEY HELP OTHERS TO FEEL BETTER ABOUT THEMSELVES. Reality check, anyone?
and...
what is justice? The definition has been analyzed, picked apart and fucking destroyed by my philosophy professor. And it keeps me thinking....what makes good GOOD? Can you think a person can live unjust and still be content and happy? Or, speaking platonically, is it always better to just be "good"? if so, why? I guess these are the questions that keep me up until 7 in the morning. These are the questions i try and explore every single day...
On to more um, teenager stuff.
Why does every guy i talk to at a party think i automatically want to jump into bed with them? Cocky? Maybe. Drunk? Definitely.
the part i love most is their faces when i turn them down. CLASSIC! Just because im talking to you and being nice doesnt mean i want something from you...silly boys....where are all of the MEN in this damn city?
im a bit drunk, yes. But youdve never guessed by reading this huh? Im an excellent typer. As for the boys? fuck em. As for gossip and drama? Fuck it. As for the fact that i have to do laundry tomorrow? FUCK.
until tomorrow, goodnight my dedicated readers. Love, love, love.
and...
what is justice? The definition has been analyzed, picked apart and fucking destroyed by my philosophy professor. And it keeps me thinking....what makes good GOOD? Can you think a person can live unjust and still be content and happy? Or, speaking platonically, is it always better to just be "good"? if so, why? I guess these are the questions that keep me up until 7 in the morning. These are the questions i try and explore every single day...
On to more um, teenager stuff.
Why does every guy i talk to at a party think i automatically want to jump into bed with them? Cocky? Maybe. Drunk? Definitely.
the part i love most is their faces when i turn them down. CLASSIC! Just because im talking to you and being nice doesnt mean i want something from you...silly boys....where are all of the MEN in this damn city?
im a bit drunk, yes. But youdve never guessed by reading this huh? Im an excellent typer. As for the boys? fuck em. As for gossip and drama? Fuck it. As for the fact that i have to do laundry tomorrow? FUCK.
until tomorrow, goodnight my dedicated readers. Love, love, love.
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