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so stomp the yard didn't wow me with its step routines.. i got sucked in with the cheesy and predictable love story, the music that made me want to dance, and the fact that it excited me about studying history. ah, me.
the concept of last names is just weird to me.. and maybe that's because it's 12:57 am (12:55 am, technically--my laptop is off by two minutes), but i mean, think about it. other than passing down ancestry, which, okay i understand all that jazz. but in college, other than distinguishing between different people, there really isn't a purpose for them anymore. no one knows our families. the names that "mean" something are the ones that are either used against everyone the person comes in contact with or used shyly in an effort to conceal. we might as well have numbers.. or colors.. or animals. we should just start using native american naming systems.
i have stayed home all day in an effort to accomplish something, anything to help me get through this week. i have succeeded in everything but. i cooked. (salmon. who does that on a sunday at home alone?) i baked lemon poppy seed muffins in a cake pan because we didn't have anymore muffin wrappers and i didn't want to clean the messy cupcake pan. i did the dishes for our apartment. i had a long phone conversation (the thought of which generally makes me queasy). i caught up on current news. i drank lots of water. i know about the latest goings on in harry potter land. i organized and planned an event for next week. i've been awake for thirteen hours, and truthfully, i have accomplished absolutely nothing of lasting value. (save maybe the phone convo.. which has been a long time coming, anyway.)
my bed is placed so that when i sit up in bed, i can see myself in my mirrored closet doors. i've seen the dark circles form gradually tonight.
you should feel the sun in spring coming out after a rain
suddenly all is green, sunshine on everything
i can feel it now, i feel you now
i was about to type that i'm tired--but i'm not. i could curl up and fall asleep momentarily, but my soul isn't tired. my soul is calm and rested and content.
and i wanna shine, i wanna be light
i wanna tell you it'll be alright
i wanna shine and i wanna fly
just to tell you now it'll be alright
i'm definitely not impressed with what i've done today.. i'm making it so much harder for myself this week.. but for whatever reason, my bones are okay. i'm weary but peaceful. and it's so much better than i thought it could be.
'cause i've got nothing of my own to give to you
but this light that shines on me, shines on you
and makes everything beautiful again
the concept of last names is just weird to me.. and maybe that's because it's 12:57 am (12:55 am, technically--my laptop is off by two minutes), but i mean, think about it. other than passing down ancestry, which, okay i understand all that jazz. but in college, other than distinguishing between different people, there really isn't a purpose for them anymore. no one knows our families. the names that "mean" something are the ones that are either used against everyone the person comes in contact with or used shyly in an effort to conceal. we might as well have numbers.. or colors.. or animals. we should just start using native american naming systems.
i have stayed home all day in an effort to accomplish something, anything to help me get through this week. i have succeeded in everything but. i cooked. (salmon. who does that on a sunday at home alone?) i baked lemon poppy seed muffins in a cake pan because we didn't have anymore muffin wrappers and i didn't want to clean the messy cupcake pan. i did the dishes for our apartment. i had a long phone conversation (the thought of which generally makes me queasy). i caught up on current news. i drank lots of water. i know about the latest goings on in harry potter land. i organized and planned an event for next week. i've been awake for thirteen hours, and truthfully, i have accomplished absolutely nothing of lasting value. (save maybe the phone convo.. which has been a long time coming, anyway.)
my bed is placed so that when i sit up in bed, i can see myself in my mirrored closet doors. i've seen the dark circles form gradually tonight.
you should feel the sun in spring coming out after a rain
suddenly all is green, sunshine on everything
i can feel it now, i feel you now
i was about to type that i'm tired--but i'm not. i could curl up and fall asleep momentarily, but my soul isn't tired. my soul is calm and rested and content.
and i wanna shine, i wanna be light
i wanna tell you it'll be alright
i wanna shine and i wanna fly
just to tell you now it'll be alright
i'm definitely not impressed with what i've done today.. i'm making it so much harder for myself this week.. but for whatever reason, my bones are okay. i'm weary but peaceful. and it's so much better than i thought it could be.
'cause i've got nothing of my own to give to you
but this light that shines on me, shines on you
and makes everything beautiful again