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are your parents home?
Monday, November 10, 2003
02:25 a.m.
I was just thinking about how weird it is when you're travelling abroad or even in the states and you do home-stays with local families - there's always that first meeting where they read off the list of names and it feels like your host family has just won you at an auction or something. it's even weirder when there's a language barrier.
in case you're wondering, this whole thought process began when I remembered this random home-stay (from my choir's tour junior year of high school) near Kansas City. Shawnee, to be exact. I'd completely forgotten about it until tonight. That was weird.
right. anyway. so last weekend g and I went to visit Danielle and see her new house in Phillipsburg which is ridiculously awesome. Ask us about when the Mormons stopped by. no, really. Oh, and about burning books. heh.
Dodger Dogs are not in the zone.
Monday, July 21, 2003
03:08 p.m.
discovery of the day: I look good in scrubs. Maybe I should consider a change of major and go premed. hmmm....
anyway, the past week has been pretty tough - both of my baby snakes died, and in fairly disturbing ways. Gwyn stopped eating until she just wasted away and died of starvation, and Rowan apparently got a piece of wood stuck in his throat near his heart, causing a severe "neurological episode" when he was striking wildly, attaching himself by the teeth to my hand several times, and then biting himself a few times as well. He didn't last long after that. sigh... so now it's just me and Teige, who's just turning 3 now. I do want to get another snake, but I'm definitely going to wait a while. I'm still pretty upset about losing the one-year-olds.
In better news, my health is a lot better, and I'm getting stronger. I've also been more social. yay! well, I have to go to the gym and then meet my dad and uncles downtown for a Dodgers game. that should be, uh, special to say the least.
so many things I can't tell anyone
Saturday, July 5, 2003
09:23 p.m.
well today I had time to do a lot of thinking while icing my various injuries. The hammer/forehead collision was only the beginning. I'm hoping that I won't get a black eye as thanks for all the treehouse construction. Though to be perfectly accurate, it's not so much a treehouse as it is modern art... installed in a tree.
Anyway, at lunch today with the family, I discovered that my mom seems to be on this neo-religious kick, going to church with my dad and everything. This is definitely not a good thing for me. I was hoping I could count on her to be indifferent towards my religion, but it seems now that my dad might be the more understanding one. But as eclectic as his religious and cultural background is, I'm not sure how to tell them when I convert. I'm starting to freak out more and more about this. It would be another issue if I had a reason, you know, besides the fact that I just want to because I feel like it's the right thing for me... and that I've felt that way for five years now... eep. I suppose I'll have to tell them at some point, particularly if I ever get married. It would definitely... er... come up at some point... like, you know, when I explain to them why the ceremony can't be in a church and stuff
I really need some alone time, and there are far too many people in this house. I think tomorrow I'm going to drive up to the observatory and just hang out there all day. I've been really antisocial recently. worse than usual. I should do something about that except I really don't want to. I suppose I should stop avoiding my friends, though.
feelings I used to have for a certain boy are starting to come back, but it still seems wrong somehow. Though I suppose those feelings were sort of the only constant in my life since senior year of high school. ugh. Life is so much simpler without relationships. That's a lesson I learned two years ago, and I should have stuck by that this last semester. I was doing just fine, and as wonderful as it was, this last relationship just caused far too much confusion and stress in my life. whatever. It's all over now and I think the best thing for me now is to just be alone. I just don't have the time and should be concentrating on work. I was doing fairly well this semester, especially in the beginning, but I could have done a lot better in my classes. And now, with only one major and one minor, I have no excuses. hm. I really need some peace of mind right now and that will only come with a trip to the griffith park observatory. sigh...
Gaea's allegedly somewhere in LA right now, but I have no idea where. Hopefully, I will hear from her soon. and if these neighborhood kids don't stop it with the firecrackers, I'm going to set fire to their house. or just yell at them. depends on my mood.
I don't think "americanism" is a real word.
Friday, July 4, 2003
08:24 p.m.
so of course now that I'm actually having work and stuff on a regular schedule, my ankles are completely non-functional thanks to severe damage to the tendons. wonderful. I'm still not sure what exactly is wrong with them, but I have to go to the doctor if they don't get better in a couple of days, since the creaking/crunchy feeling really freaks me out.
on an unrelated note, I think something is wrong with my heart.
dude I had the strangest and most random dream last night. It sorta freaked me out. Mostly because I didn't remember it until halfway through the day. At least it wasn't a nightmare.
covered in bees... and wood stain.
Thursday, July 3, 2003
10:06 p.m.
The tendons in my ankle are crunchy when I walk. This is starting to worry me.
On an unrelated note, I think it would be nice if for a change there was a product that "killed bugs undead."
same yoga, now with 70% less burnination. excellent.
ooh - best warning label today: "Warning: potato may whine while microwaving."
Gaea? are you actually coming down here, or did SF just absorb you?
ow.
Wednesday, July 2, 2003
10:21 p.m.
okay so maybe three hours at the gym after a week off wasn't the best idea. maybe.
so I just figured out that my class schedule in the fall leaves me with four-day weekends, since I don't have any classes on Mondays or Fridays. Unfortunately, this lucky turn comes because two of my M-W classes were switched to T-Th and now conflict with my requirements. Ironically, the only two classes at Cornell that are relevant to set design manage to conflict with each other. brilliant planning. I bet Kent did it on purpose. on the up side, I finally get to take both Thai boxing and judo in the fall. woot.
and if my car breaks again, I am going to just give up and walk back to Ithaca in the fall. ugh.
don't touch the "third rail"
Tuesday, July 1, 2003
06:42 p.m.
so yesterday I got back from my weekend trip to SF, and basically collapsed on the floor of my room. Saturday night Gaea, Nadia and I met Jared and his friends at the Castro street party which was absolutely wild. There was so much nudity and so much balcony sex, it was just insane. We stayed with my friends the Cohens who live like 6 blocks away, which was awesome.
As a side note, if I ever want to bring my 4.5 inch platform heels to the Bay Area again, please hurt me.
The three of us took the Muni bus to the parade the next morning, and then eventually found Eric. Then the four of us went in search of food and partying which took us to Chinatown, Nob Hill, the Civic Center, and eventually Haight St. to get some awesome east African food.
a warning to straight men everywhere: gay pride events are probably not the best place to pick up women.
ow. too much training for one day.
Friday, June 27, 2003
10:58 p.m.
oh my god I'm really allergic to something. oh the itching.
well tomorrow morning I'm heading up to SF for the pride parade. woot. I'm still not sure where I'm going to stay Saturday and Sunday night, but hopefully I'll figure that out by the time I need to go to sleep.
I don't mind you coming here
and wasting all my time
'cause when you're standing oh so near
I kinda lose my mind
free food and wine. it doesn't get better.
Wednesday, June 25, 2003
11:25 p.m.
oh there's really just nothing in the world that can describe an alumni reception for my high school. thank god for my friends who were there. otherwise i think i would have been nauseous. it was weird to see familiar faces who i hadn't seen since 7th or 8th grade in some cases, and weirder still to unexpectedly run into old crushes... and an old boyfriend...
my "job" is an organizational nightmare. meep.
i'm not crazy; i'm just a little unwell
i know right now you can't tell
but stay a while and maybe then you'll see
a different side of me
mmm... pancakes.
Tuesday, June 24, 2003
10:14 p.m.
boy, I miss you so much.
a pinker shade of pale
Monday, June 23, 2003
07:30 p.m.
I think the Apple iTunes Music Store is one of the most wonderful things ever. Also, I'm allergic to pretty much everything in California.
The sun appeared briefly again today, so I went out to the pool to catch some sunshine. I also discovered that the puppy's afraid of water, which resulted in a lot of scratches. Now I'm red with red stripes.
Ah, riding lessons with Dave. Just like the good old days.
"All right - why don't you guys do the grid again with no stirrups, but this time I want you to drop your reins right before the first jump and close your eyes."- David
"Oh, great. Would you like us to do it backwards, too?"- us
I think once I get my balance back I'll be fine. Let's hope so...
hmm... I'm not really sure what I got myself into this summer...
Witchinator.
Sunday, June 22, 2003
09:06 p.m.
ah baseball games. They remind me of why I hate stupid people so much... and why I fear hot dogs so much. but it was nice to spend some time with my little brother.
So everyone keeps asking if I'm someone else's girlfriend. The list of assumed partners includes Nate, Jared, Gaea, and my cousin Kevin. This is really getting out of hand.
Elizabeth, Roz, and I are getting ready to brave the H-dub alumni reception at the Upper Bel-Air Bay Club on Wednesday. mmm... yes - the guests are enjoying the tennis. how quaint.
I know how you feel.
I'm feeling it too.
I hold my heart, I dream of you.
I see your face, I feel it, too.
Searching skies.
I need you.
I miss you.
Remember me near.
There may be times when it's not right
for me to be there.
But remember me near.
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