just doin' mah homework on a sunday morning...
yeah. read that subject line again. aha. what the fuck. i woke up at 8:30 for no apparent reason. and something inside me said, "hey, uhh...wanna do your homework?" so here i am. doin' mah homework. yuh. responsibility, whaaaat?
this weekend has been pretty good so far. i havent been feeling well though, so the parties have all kinda been cut short. its alright though, at least im getting a lot of sleep and still spending time with my AMAZING friends.
last night made me think about how incredible and irreplacable my friends truly are. they're there for me no matter what, and i hope they see me in the same light. you all are my rock and foundation; THANK YOU for everything you have done for me. i wish we could freeze time and stay like this forever. but we wont -- we cant -- and so we will continue to grow older, year by year, and slowly drift apart, not because we want to, but because education and love and fate takes hold. "destiny", maybe. i dont know, sometimes i think we have the power to control our own fate, but then other times i believe its in the hands of a being much higher and holier than us.
i need a cigarette.
i am motivated. academically, romantically. as a daughter, a friend, a lover, a sister, an enemy, a stranger. i want to capture the world around me in its best and worst moments, and all those in between. not taking anything for granted. i want the rawness of it all. but what do we know is raw? real? how do we know this all just isnt fake?
"art may imitate life, but life imitates TV." -ani difranco
this might be one vicious circle. or maybe we'll just never get it the way someone watching over us wants us to.
this weekend has been pretty good so far. i havent been feeling well though, so the parties have all kinda been cut short. its alright though, at least im getting a lot of sleep and still spending time with my AMAZING friends.
last night made me think about how incredible and irreplacable my friends truly are. they're there for me no matter what, and i hope they see me in the same light. you all are my rock and foundation; THANK YOU for everything you have done for me. i wish we could freeze time and stay like this forever. but we wont -- we cant -- and so we will continue to grow older, year by year, and slowly drift apart, not because we want to, but because education and love and fate takes hold. "destiny", maybe. i dont know, sometimes i think we have the power to control our own fate, but then other times i believe its in the hands of a being much higher and holier than us.
i need a cigarette.
i am motivated. academically, romantically. as a daughter, a friend, a lover, a sister, an enemy, a stranger. i want to capture the world around me in its best and worst moments, and all those in between. not taking anything for granted. i want the rawness of it all. but what do we know is raw? real? how do we know this all just isnt fake?
"art may imitate life, but life imitates TV." -ani difranco
this might be one vicious circle. or maybe we'll just never get it the way someone watching over us wants us to.