passe
Even as I post to this bloggerized forumated internet diary, I can still believe that is a) lame, and b) very repetitive. I usually have the same dramas or boredoms to complain about. Although, you know what, I really don't feel so bad at all anymore. I mean who doesn't have the usual bummers and inconveniences? the worst part of my day is coming home late from work or having to clean up around my apartment. everything else is illuminated with beauty. I love that.
I just got a new bed. No more futon on the floor for me. No sir, I have a luxurious queen size bed, box spring and mattress from Julia's mom. She always looks out for me. God bless that amazing woman. I should send her flowers.
I have so many things on my plate that I cannot pretend for a moment that my life is not busy. I still don't know what I'm doing with my summer. Travel to South America, Spain, or Israel, work at camp, my job, or the internship, applications to Hunter College need to happen and I also gotta take my ACT's and SAT's, I have this scholarship that has a lot of requirements to be fulfilled, etc...
Someone once told me something that I could never really believe was true. When referring to her daily life and her happiness she said something to the effect of "I'm full." I don't want to say I agree, but I'm getting the idea.
Last month was my mother's 2 year memorial. The truth is that I didn't really think about it 'till the night before. You wanna know why? My explanation: because I'm just too happy to think about the past. Believe me, I miss her everyday but I have to admit that since the changes began in my life, I have been able to change as well. This is what it means to grow and after years of yearning for change and progress and enlightenment I am happy to know that life is different, I am not doomed or one of God' unwanted children... or if I were it wouldn't matter. For the first time ever I know what it means to be happy.
So, this whole complaining and stressing and venting on the white text-capable box-- passe. I'm sure I'll bitch about something eventually. Right now, it's just too good to be me.
I hung out with Roxy tonite. She's the daughter my mother would have had if my mother could have made me an ideal sister who also adopted traits that weren't in my family. Roxanne's mom is the coolest woman in the world. She's a special ed teacher at an inner city school. Her class publishes a monthly magazine that is a collection of poems, plays, dialogues and journal entries. By far, it is the funniest literary work by inner city social defuncts ever.
Finally saw Blades of Glory. It had it's great moments and it's typical Will Ferrellness delivered as expected.
I bought 3 DVD's. I was on the phone with Roxy when I bought it and I found myself saying "Yeah, I'm inside the big virgin." I was at the Virgin Megastore in search of a classic 1980's film called Flash Gordon. It's probably one of the best sci-fi movies ever. A football player ends up on a spaceship and lands on planet Mongo or something and has to stand up to it's ruler, Ming the Merciless. An American classic I tell ya. I didn't find it, but I found Conan: the complete quest, The Goonies, and a third movie I cannot mention because it is going to be a surprise gift for someone who might still read this.
I have managed to give away a bunch of my clothes. Im so glad, too. I have too much.
Did I mention I was happy?
....olive juice.... so much.
I just got a new bed. No more futon on the floor for me. No sir, I have a luxurious queen size bed, box spring and mattress from Julia's mom. She always looks out for me. God bless that amazing woman. I should send her flowers.
I have so many things on my plate that I cannot pretend for a moment that my life is not busy. I still don't know what I'm doing with my summer. Travel to South America, Spain, or Israel, work at camp, my job, or the internship, applications to Hunter College need to happen and I also gotta take my ACT's and SAT's, I have this scholarship that has a lot of requirements to be fulfilled, etc...
Someone once told me something that I could never really believe was true. When referring to her daily life and her happiness she said something to the effect of "I'm full." I don't want to say I agree, but I'm getting the idea.
Last month was my mother's 2 year memorial. The truth is that I didn't really think about it 'till the night before. You wanna know why? My explanation: because I'm just too happy to think about the past. Believe me, I miss her everyday but I have to admit that since the changes began in my life, I have been able to change as well. This is what it means to grow and after years of yearning for change and progress and enlightenment I am happy to know that life is different, I am not doomed or one of God' unwanted children... or if I were it wouldn't matter. For the first time ever I know what it means to be happy.
So, this whole complaining and stressing and venting on the white text-capable box-- passe. I'm sure I'll bitch about something eventually. Right now, it's just too good to be me.
I hung out with Roxy tonite. She's the daughter my mother would have had if my mother could have made me an ideal sister who also adopted traits that weren't in my family. Roxanne's mom is the coolest woman in the world. She's a special ed teacher at an inner city school. Her class publishes a monthly magazine that is a collection of poems, plays, dialogues and journal entries. By far, it is the funniest literary work by inner city social defuncts ever.
Finally saw Blades of Glory. It had it's great moments and it's typical Will Ferrellness delivered as expected.
I bought 3 DVD's. I was on the phone with Roxy when I bought it and I found myself saying "Yeah, I'm inside the big virgin." I was at the Virgin Megastore in search of a classic 1980's film called Flash Gordon. It's probably one of the best sci-fi movies ever. A football player ends up on a spaceship and lands on planet Mongo or something and has to stand up to it's ruler, Ming the Merciless. An American classic I tell ya. I didn't find it, but I found Conan: the complete quest, The Goonies, and a third movie I cannot mention because it is going to be a surprise gift for someone who might still read this.
I have managed to give away a bunch of my clothes. Im so glad, too. I have too much.
Did I mention I was happy?
....olive juice.... so much.