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Saturday, 27 April 2013

  • I could read to you. I could read to you every night while the stars greet the moon with their nightly whispers. We could open the window and with the sound of crickets chirping I could tell you stories until your eyes grow heavy with sleep. I would let you pretend that the words were written exactly for you because you deserve to be the hero. You even deserve to be the villain. When we reach the end we can sit in silence for a moment and let the heaviness that lingers with every finished book evaporate off our skin. We could start a new book, or we could reread the same one until our lips know the words even before our minds do. I could fall asleep with the book clutched against my chest. We could write our own story and pretend that a stranger knew us all too well.

    I'm contradicted whether to be happy or sad right now, so I've been trying to pick happy, but it's hard.
    Things are going well in general. I'm set up to graduate in the fall. My classes are going *surprisingly* well. I get to take my Senior Project with one of my favorite professors. I've just been largely talked up to the Captain at work mid-applying for a patrol postion and a RAM (Risk Assessment and Mitigation (Counterterrorism unit)) position. My brother is now back in CA, and visiting soon. The weather reached up to 70 today, and I get to coach in the morning. Gizmo has been jumping on my bed and sleeping with me at night. But, there are things that are contradicting my happiness. A major one being someone making false claims about me that could have the potential to be career-ruining if it gets too far. Annie and Nicole went out tonight without inviting me, knowing that I had to deal with this all week and said I wanted to go out last night. I have to work what's now being considered the biggest threat in the nation since nine eleven. I'm broke. I'm lonely.

    At least my bros make me happy.

Wednesday, 17 April 2013

  • All I want to do is write sad poetry.

    It is selfish to think that my mind is more complex than anyone else's. I find myself forgetting, that at any given moment, I am surrounded by people with thoughts and dreams as big as I can dare to imagine. It's the human condition- believing in the life behind the eyes in the mirror, but forgetting that the person next to you has the same ability. It is the disease of building walls too high to climb. There is a heart hidden somewhere inside my chest and if you peeled the skin away from my bones, I would look exactly like everyone else. I am anything but spectacular.

Tuesday, 26 March 2013

  • Walk on By- Noosa

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXaezgbE-Zg

    Go into the night
    Go until you're out of sight
    And you're out of my mind

    Run when the rhythms right
    Go into the night
    Floating as the river flows
    Easy as it goes to the ocean

    So walk on by, I've got no reason to love you but I do, I do, I do

    You're showing me colors of the sky
    But all I see grey
    You lost me when you lied
    Promise me but you never try
    Secrets in your eyes
    You go and run, I'll hide
    You're showing me colors of the sky
    But all I see grey
    You lost me when you lied
    I don't ever wanna be crowned just another prize
    It breaks my heart

    Lost in the midnight blue shadows of the moon
    Here with open arms for you, feeling something so new
    Said with me you'd reach the sun
    Oh but we were so young
    Love me 'till the summer's done
    But keep me in your heart so i hold on

    So walk on by, I've got no reason to love you but I do, I do, I do

    You're showing me colors of the sky
    But all I see grey
    You lost me when you lied
    Promise me but you never try
    Secrets in your eyes
    You go and run, I'll hide
    You're showing me colors of the sky
    But all I see grey
    You lost me when you lied
    I don't ever wanna be crowned just another prize
    It breaks my heart

    Shook me to the ground now and some how
    I feel like you don't know me
    Shook me to the ground now I don't even know how
    Brought me to a life that you never showed me
    Coming from a locked up ghost of yourself
    But you're coming from the light
    There's more to you then you ever thought there was
    Yeah you're coming from the light

    Run when the rhythm's right

Wednesday, 27 February 2013

  • The original plan was to live. To live and live well and find ourselves in the middle of an eternal adventure. Board the next plane. Catch the next bus. Walk down the center of a foreign road until the image of the old one disappears.
    You know what "old" one I'm referring to- the barely-two-lane black macadam that snakes around the only place you've ever known. You could drive it blindfolded, that turn that loops over the river closely follows the curve of your pinky finger. You stare at the double yellow line until you aren't sure where the road ends and you begin.
    You forgot about the plan.
    There were strangers waiting to befriend you and sunsets waiting for your contemplation. There were bus stop attendants waiting to take the last of your change and shitty motels that kept their buzzing vacancy sign lit up all because you never checked in. You got too comfortable. The only thing you can be sure of is that road you carved into your fingertips leads to another road, and then to another, and then another, and you need to go discover where that leads. Right now.

Sunday, 27 January 2013

  • Spring 2013

    This semester/year is off to a great start. My class load/days are as follows:

    Mondays:
    Ice Skating
    Yoga
    Coaching
    Tuesdays:
    Stats
    Domestic Criminal Violence
    Learning, Cognition, Assessment
    Sociology of Sexuality
    Queer Women
    Wednesdays:
    Ice Skating
    Alexander Technique
    Yoga
    Coaching
    Thursdays:
    Stats
    Domestic Criminal Violence
    Learning, Cognition, Assessment
    Sociology of Sexuality
    BOG
    Fridays:
    Rock Climbing
    Mall
    Saturdays:
    Ice Skating
    Mall
    Sundays:
    Catchup on sleep/homework/what-have-you

    My professors are all great, my course load isn't crazy. I'm centered and focused and ready to go.
    I'm snuggled on the couch with hot chocolate, it's snowing outside and nationals is on the TV. Best.

    Our 2013-2014 fees proposal is officially sent it for the Q. We're hosting MOCC and a few conferences, as well planning some major events. I'm working on getting Andrea Gibson mid-April, as well as organizing the drag show and getting Magdalen Hsu Li for pride. I'm using my fall stipend to buy a ticket to see my sister for spring break.
    Things are good :)

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