July 31, 2009

Devoted

I just discovered Brothers K  is 700 pages...*death*
It looked so much smaller than Crimes and Punishment which was only 500. 
It's taking so long for me to read it as well.
I doubt I will be done by the 4th.. but I will try. 
After I have a shower tonight I SHALL READ.
Devoting the rest of the night to this book. 

I am devoted to a book.  

uck.

I hate how the Public Domain costs money... >:(

Dooply.

Today started with a rise. A rise from an unmade bed. Following a quick change of cloths and then a walk to the bathroom. Ran into my mother, said a few words. Went back to my room, ran into my niece, who said many words. Put on make up, took off make up. Ate a cheese filled sandwich, along with a smoothie. Sat while I ate, saw awful Christmas specials. Yes, in summer. Went back to my room, swallowed my boredom on the net. Tried to read, got distracted.  Took pictures of myself, deleted them. Tried to read again, read a few pages. 4 hours or so passed from my last mea, was not so sure. Mother called me to eat, I ate. Endured a Novela about an blind girl with a dead grandmother.  Changed the channel, sex. Changed it again, Pg-13 sex. Ate with my parents, my mother left. Father said "hmm", I screamed "Blah". Very random moment. Finished my salad, dropped dish in sink. Left to my room, sat here. Realized I was full. Wrote this. 

Woot! Witty Response.

Nephew : "Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire"

My Response : "No, You are the Liar. For I, would never be a buyer of pants that were on Fire."



Sooo made my day. 

July 30, 2009

Gosh, I am a hopeless romantic. 

Elizabeth and Anthony.

There was once a girl, that loved a boy. The girl was short, the boy was tall. She always waved hello, he never saw a thing. She always said goodbye, he never heard a thing. She felt invisible, but to him she was. She was perfect, so was he, except for the fact that he was blind and he was depth, never to hear his breath. She was stubborn, never gave up on those waves and those goodbyes. Until the day she got so mad, she screamed, she moved franticly and then she pushed him. Then for the first time he noticed her, for the first time she noticed the faults. After this, she loved him more. She hugged him, he was confused, but he allowed the hug to be done. 
Soon, she never left his side, he began to really notice her, to dream of her. Then one day, when the sky  was gold, the Moon and Sun looked down on them. Enchanted by the girl's love for this boy they said a chant. A chant that went somewhat like this: "Now, Oh Now, the boy will see.  Now, Oh Now, the boy will hear. Now, Oh Now, the boy will love. Now, Oh Now, it has begun." Then for first time in his youthful memory, the boys eyes turned green. For the first time, he saw the girl that loved him so. She noticed this, giggling with joy. He heard this, the first thing he had heard with his new ears. Then he spoke, for the first time, just like magic. "It's a miracle. You're my miracle. I have lived 18 years, and in those 18, I don't recall ever hearing, ever seeing and ever even speaking." he took a pause, to look at her "Now look at me, I am doing all of three of those. All at once, and it's marvelous. Just marvelous. I can't help but think, that it, this miracle, was all because of you. I have felt your hugs, I have wondered who you were. All I ever did was think nonsense, then you came along and I thought of you. What's your name?" In a sweet little voice she spoke "My name is Elizabeth, and I have known... seen you for years. I have loved you since the moment I first saw you. Though I loved you more when I realized you were not ignoring me just to be a jerk, but because I was truly was invisible to you. Now I might love you more, now that I am dream to you. Now that my dreams came true." At this moment, he put his hand on her mouth. "Shh, please. My name is, oh I remember now... It's Anthony. Oh, now I remember clearly. I lost my senses when I was four. Yes, I was four. The day I ran away. I fell you see." He had a dreamy tone to him, a wise one. "I fell down a well, a very short well, but a well. Gladly, it was very shallow. I was there for days. I panicked, I feared, and I stayed in the dark, in the silence until they found me. All I remember is someone taking me out of there, someone hugging me tight. Hugging me like you did that first day. Hugging me, like you found what was missing. See, you are my dream. I am glad you noticed that, I am glad I am your dream. I am glad to say that, I love you."  So they hugged, hugged for they now held the missing piece. The piece of  their heart, of their dreams and life. 





July 29, 2009

Behind the door.

I can't stand but like him, I can't stand it. 
He is too far, it's like I'm stuck in the side of the tar.
I am behind a locked door, feeling so poor.
He is on the other side, allows me to hide.
My mind is at war, wishing for more.
Dreamed of kissing, now I'm missing.
We joke around, a friend is found.
He sings a song, all wrong.
He talks in an accent, my heart is sent.
I can't stand but like him, I can't stand it at all.

dadadadadadadadadadadada!

I finished it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crime and Punishment was a great book.
I don't even know why I feared it so much.
I should have not listened to others opinions on it.
I loved it.
It had suspense, sadness, humor and love.
I loved it. 


Now I read The Brothers K, which I plan to finish before August 4th.
I have nothing to do, except procrastinate. 
Then I read Beloved then White Noise, which I actually really want to read.
Then if I still have some summer left, I finish some books I never had the chance to last year. 

P.S. The Brothers K  is very descriptive.

P.S.S. I feel extremely stupid right now.
I also feel a bit sick...maybe it's connected.  

July 28, 2009

It came from the water.

Water is everywhere
along with the idiots that
always seem to inhabit it
I once swam in that water
enjoyed it until I pruned
but now I know there is more
more than this water
the world around it hold more beauty 
it holds more joy
though I must admit,
every once in a while
I still hop it. 

Well My Goodness.

You know how I was supposed to finish a book last night?
Well never happened.
I got lost in family, the internet and a movie.
The movie was great, may I add. 
Well all day I did nothing.
Well I babysat, rode my bike, cooked and .... internet.
SO, I did "something".
But not read... well not much.
Now I am going to read.
Read, to get some stuff out of my head.
Read, to me feel better about my self.
Read, because I miss my cat.
Read, cause I miss them all.

That is what I shall do.




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July 27, 2009

Poem of the day. Wrote this last month, on the rode to Mexico.

if I don't find a place to sleep
I will need a place to weep
for I have fallen hard in love
 just like a chirping dove
never to be loved by the man
for I am not a part of his plan
but my love will never cease 
so I will ask him please
until the day that he loves me
I will never truly be
for now I dream upon the stars
wishing to hide on mars


[It's about no one personally.]

WELCOME BACK!!!!!!! ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am so happy, I am home.
Today, at 6:45 I landed back in SF.
It has been a long two months.
I have filled a journal filled of journals, poems, painting, doodles and many more random adorable things.
At the moment, I am obsessing over Panic's new song.
DID YOU KNOW THEY HAVE THE "!" BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am so happy, I am back to the place where I began.
Ohhh, want to hear the cutest thing in the world?
Yeah, I don't care. I am going to write it.
"My life was so miserable, since you were gone" my niece told me this today.
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I love her.
I love it.
I missed it.
Yet I miss Mexico.
I miss my cousins, my kitten, my friends and the atmosphere.
 Along with the feeling that I am back in the 60's.. until I see a hipster... they ruin it.
I finish Crime and Punishment today. =]
Then 3 more summer reading books.
So I start The Brothers K tomorrow. 
I will finish that by this week, since now I have nothing to do.
Then I finish the last two, that are small so I am fine.

I am a senior now.
I like Martinis now.
I even like cats now.
I might even like a boy.


But that, my dear, is a completely different subject... well not really.