Wednesday, January 28, 2009


Okay.
This is my plan.
Since I am taking a whopping 18 credits this semester, I should be plenty.

I hope to fully immerse myself in my work and forget anything else. 
I like being stressed, its weird. 
If I don't have frequent anxiety  or sense of panic, I don't feel right.
Peculiar. 

Did some writing in class today, update later.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

New Year, New Semester

Why hello there, blogworld.

It's been such a long while! Shame on me for being so enthused about having a blog and then just leaving it in cyberspace to rot. I hope everyone is doing splendidly, because I am happy. I am truly happy. Delighted, even. I think I have programmed myself to be no matter what I'm going through. I seem to have a sense of perpetual optimism, is that a bad thing? Can someone be too nice? Good question. I never thought that was possible on account of my adoration for great spirits, cheeriness, and enthusiasm. But enough sillyness! Updates must be made.

- I spent about a month in New York. Working at Quiksilver, as usual. Got to be re-united with my friends who are basically like my family and then my real family. Met some cool people, took some cool polaroids, remembered why I love the people I love.

-Went to Miami, didn't get to stay at my own place though but had a lovely time with Rachel, Linnette, and Caro Bustle. Got to do my typical Miami things: eat Sir Pizza, eat Chicken Kitchen, search for ice cream late at night, curse out some people, and drive around aimlessly. I hate Miami but I just treasure it more every time I go there. Though I am quite a fan of Frank L. Baum, I will quote "There's no place like home."

-My proudest achievements have been my initiative towards writing. I've always had a passion but I feel like I was just writing in my head. Taking it to paper is a whole different level. I love it, words are something I can play with, re-arrange, and express myself with. Its like a puzzle of nouns, adjectives, letters, punctuation, grammar that can compose whatever you wish. Perhaps I can become a writer, my name is good writer's name. I've always thought that. Feel free to judge and criticize anything but here goes, my little bit of words to the world.

Is it all as it is meant to be?
The possibility of alteration,
Is it not up to me?
They say "Choose your own destiny"
Pave the bricks of your yellow brick road
When you don't see it winding 'round the bend,
What do you do then?
_____________________________

I breathe you in,
Into the deepest depths of my lungs
Clasping my lips together
So that you never escape
There is nothing I fear more,
Than my next gasp of air
For it is then that I set you free
To diffuse into particles and blend with the rest
My cherished little breath.
___________________________________


Promise fills the emptiness of leaving
Possibilities swell within me that charter me into the unknown
Like caves dimly lit,
Entering with a silent guide solely providing a sense of direction
At arrival, stone cold rocks dig under your feet
Your weight shifts
Stepping on this new terrain, a wrong step can send you falling
With a hint of force, upright you will be
For how long? No one knows
For the first step is only the beginning.
_____________________________________


Don't believe the words I say.
Ignore the charm that I display.
Can't you see all I do is play?
With your heartstrings
That beautifully bellow the sounds of insecurities
Pardon me, I must bid you adieu,
Because where my heart is,
I haven't got a single clue.
_________________________________

So thats it. Just some silly little things. I've also begun writing a short film, well I've been trying to write a short film. Its an awkward comedy that is somewhat autobiographical, we'll see how that ends up. 

-It is 2009! Thats always exciting. New Years is the only holiday I can actually tolerate. 

-I have expanded my book collection. Though most of my books are packed in boxes at home I have recently acquired the following
  • Jack Kerouac's Book of Sketches which I am currently reading which has inspired me a lot. Most think that sketching can just be drawing but I'm working on his method. This book is comprised of his notebooks that he took around with him and wrote about the places he was, the people he met, etc. 
  • A book on Mondrian
  • A book on Matisse
  • Baroque and Rococo
  • History of Italian Renaissance Art
  • The Pleasure of my Company by Steve Martin
  • A book on Hieronymous Bosch.
- I have a new room mate. Her name is Karina. She is from Brazil. New people are refreshing, its always nice to meet new people, don't ya think? She's quite lovely, I'm sure we will mesh together well. 

- I have for once decided to be an over achiever and am taking 18 credits this semester, one more class than most. What can I say? I like being stressed. I initially chose to do this in order to take this writing class but now it seems like I am unable to but a solution must be found! Writing Skills 1, here I come!


Thats about it for me.
I wish you would tell me more about you. Would you?
I'd love to hear of your travels, adventures, etc.
Who is "you?" Why, its you silly!

Take care. 
Oh! and expect more frequent updates and writing samples.