January 2010
1 post
December 2009
8 posts
Morning - Frank O'Hara
brainiacamour:
I’ve got to tell you how I love you always I think of it on grey mornings with death in my mouth the tea is never hot enough then and the cigarette dry the maroon robe chills me I need you and look out the window at the noiseless snow At night on the dock the buses glow like clouds and I am lonely thinking of flutes I miss you always when I go to the beach the sand is wet with...
“i.
To uderstand
each other: anything
but that, & to avoid it
I will...”
– Atoowd, Their attitudes differ, Power Politics
“I am sitting on the
edge of the impartial
bed, I have been turned to crystal,...”
– Atwood, from Circle Games
“Last year I abstained
This year I devour
Without guilt
which is also an art”
– Atwood
November 2009
31 posts
west coast
Tofino tomorrow.
Packing: three hoodies, ripped jeans, purple chuck taylors, grey rain boots, sparkly black dress, turqoise rain coat, sky blue toque. maybe my guitar if he will let me get away with it.
I hope it will look like this:
But since it is November, it will probably look like this:
Sigh. I guess when you’re surfing in freezing ocean water, rain doesn’t matter so much.
“I opened the fire door to four lips - none of which were mine - kissing
I...”
– Ani DiFranco - Fire Door
and…i am so obsessed with her lyrics. they make me feel.
The Mercy Project →
This is the small organization started by myself and six others with whom I was in N. Uganda. We support the medical health of groups of children in N. Uganda.
Every single penny we raise goes to the kids. And they are truly the most incredible kids I have ever met.
Please see our website!
“I wonder what you look like under your t-shirt
I wonder what you sound like...”
– Ani DiFranco, Work Your Way Out
John Mayer's Twitter →
I didn’t think I liked john mayer.
always figured he was a jerkface.
then i read his tweets.
and now he’s got me.
dammit.
“I am going to give you a piece of advice…advice I wish I’d been told in guidance...”
– douglas copeland
real fruit gummies
today i:
wrote a midterm. it was pretty bad. not horrible, but definitely not awesome. i wish i was better at math, except i’m pretty glad i’m good at what i am good at.
met with a participant and his mom. mom laughed hysterically while she read his newly-written cover letter out loud. we’ve worked on the cover letter for weeks, and it is very good if-i-do-say-so-myself. i felt...
I love how you love me →
It’s Friday evening and I’m heading to my room to study math. I am so afraid of failure that I am willing to give up a weekend night. Hopefully I will actually get some work done.
…
This week was crazy - busy and emotional. I feel…different? I feel strange. Like something is going to happen.
Sometimes before a big change in my life, I get this out-of-control feeling in...
to be brilliant...
Ugh.
Studying. My eyelids feel like they are swollen but I’m not stoned and I slept until 10am, so no excuses. Midterm on Monday and I’ll hate myself if I do badly. Math is the number one most horrifying aspect of my life these days. Fear of failure generally in my life stems from high school math classes. Math has always been the one thing I’m “bad” at. Now I tell...
http://dooce.com/ →
I began to read this blog at 10:23pm. It is now 12:49am.
Thanks S. for the most excellent procrastination material. I now have one more way to suck away time that I should be spending with my math textbook.
light up
Up at 7am. Showered, ate, walked, bussed, walked, found a free cubicle in the library, sat. Took out math homework - midterm next week.
I feel giddy. Like crazy, cant-sit-still, uncomfortable giddy. I haven’t had too much coffee - or any coffee, actually - is that why? No headache, though. Feel like I’ve been drugged.
This kind of feeling gives me suspicions that I have no control...
alligator tears, cried over you
Today I walked home in the sunshine.
Then, the sky opened up and and water poured down on me.
It was very Victoria, and it made me happy.
Even though I got soaked.
…
When I got home, my roommate announced that she has the Swine.
She was wearing a doctor mask. So I left.
…
I am mildly-moderately obsessed with Tegan & Sara.
Can’t listen to anything else.
Well, I know...
as for me, I am watercolour. I wash off.
i had a plan to be something wonderful.
…
I have been home - Victoria home - for over a year.
The last journal entry from my travel journal was on October 6, 2008.
“It’s finally today. Montreal to Victoria.
I waited so anxiously for today to arrive, and now that it’s here I don’t want it anymore.
Things can be so simple, and if I learned anything in Gulu,...
October 2009
14 posts
ThreeThings.
I was going to do TenThings but then I got bored and changed it to Three.
1. Sometimes I have a suspicion that I am slightly - or more than slightly - crazy. This would not be unfounded as several members of my immediate and extended family are ‘crazy’ in the literal sense of the word.
I am somewhat concerned about this but as I have no control over it I figure there’s no...
“I’ll write my full heart
Troubles fly like embers
Out the windows of our...”
– Hideaway, The Weepies
“I spend 23 hours a day wondering whether we’re wrong for each other, wondering...”
– (via violenceinyourheart)
take it from me - The Weepies
On repeat, every...
watch the water passing under
It’s late at night and I’m house/dogsitting. It’s windy and rainy and the house is on a huge property on top of a hill by the ocean.
Dog keeps barking at every thump and bump…which I’m sure is just pots and bins being blown over outside…not scary badguys trying to get in the house… obviously not because this isn’t a halloween movie this is real...
It’s funny, well not funny more annoying, that so many thoughts appear throughout the day, screaming to be written down.
Then i sit down to write, and…nothing. Blank. Numb.
That, is the worst thing.
But then sometimes I write a bit - disturb the white silence - some blockage loosens, lets a trickle out…
…
Early evening,
I walk for an hour through the city to a dinner...