stream of consciousness
i am so exhausted. WHAT IS GOING ON WITH MY BODY.
luckily mono was ruled out, which is a relief. last night, i was in bed and just thinking about what would happen if i actually had mono. not only would i be treated like a leper, but i would miss school and classes in the most imperative time of the year. ah crap.
the fact that they don't know what's wrong with me is kind of scary...by "they" i mean the nurse. it's probably just another virus. but the constant fatigue is what gets me...it's so overwhelming. just sitting at my computer kind of takes it out of me...my neck and shoulders. ahhhh feck.
the reason why i'm writing this on a friday night is because i'm alone and kind of tired of being alone. i've basically secluded myself all week, in hopes of getting better and resting more, but the effect on my psyche is that i'm craving human interaction. i'm talking to danielle online right now, which is the 3rd conversation i've had all day. i love her. i LOVE YOU, DANIELLE. i'd blame this expression of euphoric love on meds, but besides the 40 ozs of water i've downed, i can't say much for drugs.
speaking of drugs, i read a fascinating Us weekly article about hollywood on drugs. waaay more stars do it regularly than i thought...or have pasts of it...i.e. charlize theron, cameron diaz, mischa barton, jennifer aniston, justin timberlake, ryan phillippe. oh, hollywood, you and your ways. really, hollywooders abuse of substances is nothing new. i like how tabloid mags recycle stories every 4 years or so. but hey, i bought it. i bought it along with Elle magazine (a guilty pleasure), to keep me company tonight. no one likes to hang out with a sickie. so, sex and the city and fashion/celeb rags allow me to have conversations with ....myself. and livejournal! oh, how you've come through for me again.
really i'm just starved for conversation. i know i've said this already, apologies. it's true, though. i am pumped to be flying home in exactly ONE WEEK. thank GOD. i will be sleeping and resting and watching t.v. and drawing and WRITING. ohhh WRITING. for some reason, vacations bring me to the computer or the notebook to just write. about anything. sometimes it's my american studies essays (which i'm still working on), or it's in my personal journal. for some reason, i have thoughts at home in wyoming that are different from those i have here. i'm more reflective. i'm able to sit back from situations and see them for what they were, are, or are becoming. then, i try to capture them on paper. or on the computer, whatever. but it's very frustrating when i try to write poetry, because everything i write sounds so trite.
so, writing. i like it. speaking of writing, i wrote my first article for the school's newspaper, the manitou messenger. it's in the arts section, which is the second to last page, so i'm not expecting a high amount of readers...but the fact is, i finally got out there. and it wasn't so painful. i'm actually kind of proud that i finally did it. finally finally.
i miss uncle rod. but that's a different story! (ohhhh let's visit him too, danielle).
oh, and in honor of my buddy danielle, i've decided to compile a hasty list of my guilty pleasures. (you must reply to this in some way, missy).
they include, but are not limited to:
...laguna beach/the hills on mtv.
...fashion and celeb magazines (sparingly since high school, sadly)
...google image-ing hott actors/musicians/the like.
...britney spears "in the zone" cd.
...justin timberlake's new cd.
...chunky peanut butter eaten with spoon from jar.
...facebook's "wall-to-wall" feature.
...cheetos.
...mochas.
...ohhKAY, all reality trash on vh1/mtv. ahh feck.
...mandy moore.
...livejournal. sparingly, lately, but i heart it.
..saying "i heart" _____.
...
wow, absolutely NONE of these are healthy for me. maybe that's why they're guilty? i think the purpose of guilty pleasures is the freedom they allow us to be completely, unabashedly sinful...but only to a certain degree. when we indulge ourselves, we enjoy something that is purely for us. oh jeez.
let's now discuss the amazing week i had in music discovery:
bob dylan...a lot of bob dylan.
the arcade fire "neon bible"
haley bonar "like a fox"
j.timberlake
i'm listening to haley right now. she played here on tuesday night, as she's signed to afternoon records, my friend ian's band label (he's a one-man phenomenon). she has such a peaceful tone to this album. i love her voice...kind of like amy millan (stars), alison krauss, sara from nickel creek. her tunes aren't too heavy or complicated...it's just nice music. and she was voted #1 new artist in minneapolis' music scene. holla.
ok i'm bored of this now. i think i'll take a nap and/or watch me some "two weeks notice" with hugh grant (google imaaaage) and sandra bullock. and eat me some thin mints.
luckily mono was ruled out, which is a relief. last night, i was in bed and just thinking about what would happen if i actually had mono. not only would i be treated like a leper, but i would miss school and classes in the most imperative time of the year. ah crap.
the fact that they don't know what's wrong with me is kind of scary...by "they" i mean the nurse. it's probably just another virus. but the constant fatigue is what gets me...it's so overwhelming. just sitting at my computer kind of takes it out of me...my neck and shoulders. ahhhh feck.
the reason why i'm writing this on a friday night is because i'm alone and kind of tired of being alone. i've basically secluded myself all week, in hopes of getting better and resting more, but the effect on my psyche is that i'm craving human interaction. i'm talking to danielle online right now, which is the 3rd conversation i've had all day. i love her. i LOVE YOU, DANIELLE. i'd blame this expression of euphoric love on meds, but besides the 40 ozs of water i've downed, i can't say much for drugs.
speaking of drugs, i read a fascinating Us weekly article about hollywood on drugs. waaay more stars do it regularly than i thought...or have pasts of it...i.e. charlize theron, cameron diaz, mischa barton, jennifer aniston, justin timberlake, ryan phillippe. oh, hollywood, you and your ways. really, hollywooders abuse of substances is nothing new. i like how tabloid mags recycle stories every 4 years or so. but hey, i bought it. i bought it along with Elle magazine (a guilty pleasure), to keep me company tonight. no one likes to hang out with a sickie. so, sex and the city and fashion/celeb rags allow me to have conversations with ....myself. and livejournal! oh, how you've come through for me again.
really i'm just starved for conversation. i know i've said this already, apologies. it's true, though. i am pumped to be flying home in exactly ONE WEEK. thank GOD. i will be sleeping and resting and watching t.v. and drawing and WRITING. ohhh WRITING. for some reason, vacations bring me to the computer or the notebook to just write. about anything. sometimes it's my american studies essays (which i'm still working on), or it's in my personal journal. for some reason, i have thoughts at home in wyoming that are different from those i have here. i'm more reflective. i'm able to sit back from situations and see them for what they were, are, or are becoming. then, i try to capture them on paper. or on the computer, whatever. but it's very frustrating when i try to write poetry, because everything i write sounds so trite.
so, writing. i like it. speaking of writing, i wrote my first article for the school's newspaper, the manitou messenger. it's in the arts section, which is the second to last page, so i'm not expecting a high amount of readers...but the fact is, i finally got out there. and it wasn't so painful. i'm actually kind of proud that i finally did it. finally finally.
i miss uncle rod. but that's a different story! (ohhhh let's visit him too, danielle).
oh, and in honor of my buddy danielle, i've decided to compile a hasty list of my guilty pleasures. (you must reply to this in some way, missy).
they include, but are not limited to:
...laguna beach/the hills on mtv.
...fashion and celeb magazines (sparingly since high school, sadly)
...google image-ing hott actors/musicians/the like.
...britney spears "in the zone" cd.
...justin timberlake's new cd.
...chunky peanut butter eaten with spoon from jar.
...facebook's "wall-to-wall" feature.
...cheetos.
...mochas.
...ohhKAY, all reality trash on vh1/mtv. ahh feck.
...mandy moore.
...livejournal. sparingly, lately, but i heart it.
..saying "i heart" _____.
...
wow, absolutely NONE of these are healthy for me. maybe that's why they're guilty? i think the purpose of guilty pleasures is the freedom they allow us to be completely, unabashedly sinful...but only to a certain degree. when we indulge ourselves, we enjoy something that is purely for us. oh jeez.
let's now discuss the amazing week i had in music discovery:
bob dylan...a lot of bob dylan.
the arcade fire "neon bible"
haley bonar "like a fox"
j.timberlake
i'm listening to haley right now. she played here on tuesday night, as she's signed to afternoon records, my friend ian's band label (he's a one-man phenomenon). she has such a peaceful tone to this album. i love her voice...kind of like amy millan (stars), alison krauss, sara from nickel creek. her tunes aren't too heavy or complicated...it's just nice music. and she was voted #1 new artist in minneapolis' music scene. holla.
ok i'm bored of this now. i think i'll take a nap and/or watch me some "two weeks notice" with hugh grant (google imaaaage) and sandra bullock. and eat me some thin mints.