February 2012
250 posts
Today
Is a pretty good day.
Home, doing laundry and being with the family. Then we’re all going to my little brother’s last bball game.
Thennnnn gonna go see sir Shea’s show, Old Times, by none other than Harold Pinter, tooonight.
Not a bad lineup, really:).
!!!
Just got some of the best, and much needed, news ever!
My best friend is coming home for break!!!!!
yeahyeahyeahyeahYEAAAHHHHH.
Until it was nothing more than a gray paper moon, hanging in the sky.
– Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (thank you, oliversarmada)
I become
just a breath mark across dark glass.
– Judith Beveridge, from “At the End of the Day” (via the-final-sentence)
It’s amazing what dreams tell us.
Had an interesting one that I woke to this morning. It left me angry for awhile.
I am thankful for the dreams that portray themselves as real life, for in them sometimes lightbulbs go off that normally don’t while awake.
Also, I am apparently much more vocal in my dreams :p.
And in that sense, glad it’s a dream, otherwise I would get into hot...
So I'm sad
Every day has been increasing in difficulty.
I don’t want to get up and do anything. I feel sad and lonely and alone, especially in the presence of many and/or those close to me.
I want my mom, I want my dad, I want my best friend, and I want to be left alone.
This sadness isn’t longing or loss or regret. I have a wonderful family, great friends, etc. I do not want for anyone or...
Alice in Wonderland
Alice: [looking through the Doorknob's keyhole] There he is! I simply must get through.
Doorknob: Sorry. You're much too big. Simply impassable.
Alice: You mean impossible.
Doorknob: No, impassable. Nothing's impossible.
I am so tired of this school thing.
But I am so close to the end that I can’t give up or take a break.
But every day I want to scream. I can’t stand it. I hate going to classes, writing and reading what I’m told to, and dealing with people.
I love my theatre community, but I want to go out and do things, in the “real” world. Do theatre, be involved, make money, and...