coldieeeeeee!
well. lot's and lot's of stuff has been going on. kurtis came down and stayed for a week. it was pretty damn fun. i love him.
thanksgiving was nice seeing haley, eric and hannah, but my mom freaking out wasn't so nice.
i'm excited for this term to be over, 3 more days of classes. i don't really have much going on the rest of the week. just a huge ass art project. and the tree lighting tomorrow. hell yes! and...my baby is coming down. i can't wait!!! and i'm getting sick, that's no good. and a surprise party this weekend for someone, let's hope it can be pulled off. i'm bad...REALLY REALLY bad at surprises.
but on a really sad note, i found out my roommate from freshman year died this summer. it sucks that it took so long to get the news and even more so that she died. it's just really strange. not like, i'm crying all the time upset, because we were never close or anything. i can remember some memorable talks, but nothing special. we just didn't connect. but it's still really sad. the song i've been obsessed with is kind of fitting with this too.
And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breathes as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that out memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself
'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"
So who's going to watch you die?..
thanksgiving was nice seeing haley, eric and hannah, but my mom freaking out wasn't so nice.
i'm excited for this term to be over, 3 more days of classes. i don't really have much going on the rest of the week. just a huge ass art project. and the tree lighting tomorrow. hell yes! and...my baby is coming down. i can't wait!!! and i'm getting sick, that's no good. and a surprise party this weekend for someone, let's hope it can be pulled off. i'm bad...REALLY REALLY bad at surprises.
but on a really sad note, i found out my roommate from freshman year died this summer. it sucks that it took so long to get the news and even more so that she died. it's just really strange. not like, i'm crying all the time upset, because we were never close or anything. i can remember some memorable talks, but nothing special. we just didn't connect. but it's still really sad. the song i've been obsessed with is kind of fitting with this too.
And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breathes as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that out memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself
'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"
So who's going to watch you die?..