I wish I was a normal girl. With a want to be loved, and give love. With a want to give birth early, and give more love. To look at a ring on a finger and be happy that it is there.
But in place of that, I want a paintbrush in my hand. I want to give birth to a costume. I want to learn. I want to experience people and places and learn. I love to learn. So I will learn.
I have to hurt in the process. I have to hurt people in the process. And I will be victorious. And then I will have time to become a girl. Right now, I have to deal with being me.
The thoughts of a twenty one year old insane girl as she battles against angst, overeating, waking up in time for class, and staring too long at the sun.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Gluten?
I've been having some problems lately, and I may thinki m intolerable to gluten, so today was my first day gluten free. I didnt realize how many things I would really miss though... like muffins. And pasta. And cake. UGH! but I am pretty heathy and I feel good... so... lets see how this week goes.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
When You Go
When you go
You will take a part of me with you
and its not necessarily a part I wanted you to take.
My home has been less of a home
These past couple of years
and without you in it, its no longer a home.
I feel like its nothing new
Yet I feel its too different for me right now, and I
Have to be a jerk and ignore it.
I try and I try to forget about
what the environment is coming to,
However, indifference, has stopped coming easily.
I am great at straight faces,
avert the eyes and gaze down, but when I leave, walk
out the door, I lose the battle.
The sting in my eyes makes me stop
I merely breathe a bit faster
then go on, barely able, but I keep going.
When you go,
You will take a part of us with you
And its what I know is necessary, you will take.
You will take a part of me with you
and its not necessarily a part I wanted you to take.
My home has been less of a home
These past couple of years
and without you in it, its no longer a home.
I feel like its nothing new
Yet I feel its too different for me right now, and I
Have to be a jerk and ignore it.
I try and I try to forget about
what the environment is coming to,
However, indifference, has stopped coming easily.
I am great at straight faces,
avert the eyes and gaze down, but when I leave, walk
out the door, I lose the battle.
The sting in my eyes makes me stop
I merely breathe a bit faster
then go on, barely able, but I keep going.
When you go,
You will take a part of us with you
And its what I know is necessary, you will take.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
HMMM
Making headway on the career path. Taking some time to think about my emotional paths these days. It makes sense, but doesnt make sense. Hmmm.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Insane Life
I had to write a bio to put in a program for my first scenic design, realized. I realized how long and impressive it was. And I realized how much was missing.
Does that mean I am doing well?
Oh dear god, I hope I am on the right track.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Emotional Day
Today, I am unreasonably emotional. I think it is because last year at this time I was in a dark place, and now I am in a great place of my life. I had some friends who are not friends anymore, and am still friends with some, grew close to them. some that I have are very new, and I am so thankful. It just puts things into perspective that life does get better. But I am going to miss my friends so much this summer, but now that we are grown we can visit each other because we enjoy eachothers company so much.
Gah. I am so glad I am not graduating, I would be a mess.
Friday, April 20, 2012
It's Funny
Its funny when the things you thought you wanted to happen, you get, and it isn't as good as you thought it would be.
Its even funnier when you get the things you wanted, and they are pretty much the best thing you could ask for.
My life right now is a spin of discoveries, triumphs, and funny realizations. This environment around me is influencing me to be who I have always wanted to be when I grew up. I guess its possible I am growing up lately... ugh. Twenty. Twenty is so old. Im not longer a teenager, and just in this past month of me being twenty, I feel like I haven't been who I was as a teenager. I find that so strange.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
My Body's Response to Failure
Inspiration seeps out of my pores onto my skin and into my clothes.
Perception of the word drips down my back into my waistband.
Interception of critism becomes my beta blocker, only absorbs praise.
Serration of the words uttered becomes suddenly music to my ears.
Implantation of ideas is the air I breathe, the breeze I feel.
you can't bring me down. I am surrounded by the win. I am consumed by my want.
I am defined by myself.
Perception of the word drips down my back into my waistband.
Interception of critism becomes my beta blocker, only absorbs praise.
Serration of the words uttered becomes suddenly music to my ears.
Implantation of ideas is the air I breathe, the breeze I feel.
you can't bring me down. I am surrounded by the win. I am consumed by my want.
I am defined by myself.
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