i love nights off. i can sit and chill... i've got my roommate's laptop, hellfest 2003 in the d-v-d, some ginger ale, portobello and zucchini pizza with goat cheese and a packed pipe. those my friends, are the fixin's of one sweet ass evening. might even go for a walk to the store later for some gummy treats.
quick semi-related note: goat cheese is fuckin... Read More
i miss tangled legs, narrow hips, your skin and those busy hands.
im so fucking emo tonight its disgusting.
thinking about him is making me sick to my stomach.
always wanting what i can't have.
le sigh.
im on nights for the next two. daytime sleeping is going to suck balls b/c its hotter than hell in... Read More
im lying with my butt on my chair and my back and head on my bed. i like the arch that it makes in my back. the stretch feels good. that reminds me... i need to start going to yoga regularly again. my body needs lengthening. my posture sucks.
my knees and feet feel pretty good though. thank you birkenstock. thank you.
Well, good! I think everyone goes through a day or two when they just hate their work.
As for my Brazil, I was born and raised there. As a matter of fact, my whole family is still there. That's why my lil' sis is there too, but I miss her very much.
every now and then i get these urges to scribble my silly thoughts on paper. random scraps, napkins, envelopes, recipe cards, show flyers, magnetic poetry on the fridge...
i've been in one of those grooves lately. journalling on real paper. i've been nostalgic and reflecting on a lot of things present and past. there's been strange and different things going on. various thoughts, emotions and... Read More
i was just giggling to myself about how ridiculous i must look making dinner decked out in my super geek glasses, pigtails, a balsamic vinegar splashed wife beater, north pole staff underwear and my white nursing clogs. HOT.
at least i can laugh at myself. whatever. its super sweet when my roommate goes away for the weekend. three days of hangin out in my underwear... Read More
Glad Prom rocked.
I am not doing so well, I am surrouncded by family and still I feel alone and lost without Andreas to love.
Never been to Montreal, would love to go someday. It is Andreas' hometown.
i keep falling asleep while trying to study... so im going to pretend im doing something productive by updating.
prom.
wow.
PROM.
lets talk about how much awesomeness and hotness that was the SG Toronto Prom. i met so many new people and because of that im totally going to be a name dropper and drop that shit like its hot.
Man ... Karma hates me too. Sometimes it is all nice and stuff ... but other times, Karma teams up with Murphy and they make a whole new law altogether.
Oh - and "you look like"'s aside, you're still damn pretty.
Just don't name your future children apple ... or any other fruit for that matter.
I quite honestly did not think you would have remembered little old me from the scant postings I made ... hence why I was a shade more shy to walk up and say hi.
"Hi ... um ... I ... uh ... posted stuff ... yeah - stuff. It was in your ... um ... journal. So ... h-h-h- .. um ... hi." <runs>