December 2009
40 posts
I still feel this.
I want to start over. I want to go where no one knows my name.
But I know that even if I orbit the planet an infinite number of times, my problems will still follow me.
I love coming home
So that I can use my dads bubble gum flavored toothpaste.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright— And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done— “It’s very rude of him,” she said, “To come and spoil the...
Yet another
Shitty, sleepless night.
I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to keep this going. Came home after going to Raleigh for my brother’s birthday. I read the letter, by the way. Still not sure what exactly to say about it.
Hung out with Chris and we made out and it was weird. Note to self: don’t do it again. Kthnx much apreeshiated.
Came back home by 3:20, got online...
He sent me
A five page letter. Which I have yet to read.
I mean, I read a page and a half and couldn’t continue.
I am lost as to what I need to do.
Sonia needs to do these things:
1. Find Kel’s present, give to Kel. 2. Start packing to leave tomorrow. 3. Study for Buddhism. 4. Write Meditation Journal/Med. Journ. reflection (!) 5. Sleep at some point today. Maybe. 6. Think about gifts for family/friends, make them if they need making. 7. STOP COUGHING. Kthnx. 8. Find inner creativity and actually make some art, damnit. 9a. Debate whether or not to give Brandon his...
Do you ever just sit in the shower, water pouring...
y-hearts-x:
vintagedolls:
lallante:
rawritsmaraxd:
narebear:
peaceisachainoflove:
secondlastseptember:
supermars:
imnotmoony:nothingbuttime: dorkvader: thelovelybones: angelarpharm: xlalalouise: xcamilleeee: infinitebutterflies: yerawizardharry: sectumsempra-: jauwtheliar // SOMFL.
“I’m not an addict (maybe that’s a lie).”
– K’s Choice - “Not an Addict”
Tis the season...
Of broken hearts.
My brother’s wife told him last night she didn’t want to be with him anymore. Because she apparently “isn’t happy”. Riddle me this, why now? Why now after seven years of dating, would she wait seven months after they get married, to come to this conclusion?
Thank you, Kel, for your prayers. It means a lot to me.
I feel like one day I can be...
“Fatuous \FACH-oo-uhs\ , adjective;
1. Inanely foolish and unintelligent;...”
– Dictionary.com’s word of the day
I've decided
kelbert:
that I am tired of dealing with stupid people. From now on, in my presence, stupidity will be called out and shit upon. If you don’t make sense, or don’t understand the ways most things work, I refuse to have a conversation with you. If you use faulty logic, I will punch you in the throat. If you are condescending without justification(or just condescending in general, I don’t like...
I really...
don’t like people.
“Myrmidon \MUR-muh-don; -duhn\ , noun;
1. (Capitalized) A member of a warlike...”
– Dictionary.com’s word of the day
I have experienced
Something amazing. Like, you have no idea. The kind of thing that makes your heart pound and breath short, but none of this has anything sexual to do with it.
Jeebus. I love life. And yes, everything will be okay.
Did you use Relashio? 'Cause there's sparks...
Me: Are you using the Confundus charm or are you just naturally mind blowing?
Emily: HAHAHA it's the Confundus ;)
Me: Would you like a butterbeer? It's a portkey. Next thing you know we'll be back at my place.
Me: I want to get my basilisk into your chamber of secrets.
Me: You know, the Sorting Hat placed me in Gryffindor. I think it's because like Godric Gryffindor himself, I too have an impressive sword.
Me: I've been whomping my willow thinking about you.
Me: You know Platform 9 and 3/4? Well I know something else with the same exact measurements.
Me: I can be your house elf. I'll do whatever you want and I don't need any clothes.
Me: Did you say "Wingardium Leviosa"? Cause you've got me rising, baby.
Me: You don't need defense against my dark arts.
Me: Yeah girls call me "Aguamenti." Every time they hear my name, they get wet.
Me: Bahaha, okay. I'm done.
Emily: Hahaha I am fucking dying here. Cannot breathe
Me: You know you love me.
Emily: I do. And if you used any of these lines on me while I was wasted I would totally have your babies.
Me: Bahahaha I'll keep that in mind.
Also,
I need to figure out why I continuously wish to cry. I mean, I know that some shit has happened but. Gawd.
I just feel so messed up right now. Sad face? Yeah.
I, Sonia Cousineau,
need to stop procrastinating and actually get started on the huge list of things I need to do, most of them by Thursday. Eek.
To Do: Finish half of drawing packet today. Type up/add pictures to Museum Scavenger hunt and print (due tomorrow!). Finish other half on Wednesday (due Thursday!) Work on big art homework (due Thursday!). Create/study notecards for Cult. Anthro. exam (Thursday!). Begin...