Real Fresh

tryina shake it

2011-10-09T01:34:00.001-07:00

you're still in my dreams.

2011-10-04T14:15:00.000-07:00

my dream man. :3

here's to being someone's all! not!!

2011-10-03T09:56:00.001-07:00

through the thick of it all, you realize who your true friends are. real friends aren't afraid of calling you a friend and if there is a fallout, they always come back.

fuck dude.

halloween is upon us soon.

2011-09-27T10:08:00.001-07:00

by Josh Cochran inspired by Bosch. AWESOME.

2011-08-10T21:34:00.001-07:00

anything you say is complete and utter bullshit.

That's me being small. fucked.

2010-12-04T21:41:00.000-08:00

ya just don't get it..

but i guess i don't either.

i'll never amount to anything.

meaning

2010-09-07T22:49:00.000-07:00

My cat's in heat. I've never seen this before, but I can honestly say that I am blown away by it. Uncontrollably writhing on the floor, stalking in continuous circles, and emitting the most bizarre guttural sounds are only a few of the symptoms. My thoughts are bouncing from corner to corner.

Firstly, poor cat. She can't control herself. Face down, hind legs up, she readies herself. It was never something she learned, she just knew. It sounds like she's in pain. I wonder if human mating is as painful.. maybe just courting.

Secondly, humans have it easy. Sure us women menstruate once a month, but since we're so savvy, we've been able to successfully hide that as best to our abilities. Guys occasionally have the ungovernable erection, often accompanied by a blush or few. But at least none of us spew an irrepressible liquid when we're horny. Sheesh.

Thirdly, is it animal nature or is it human nature? Humans are animals, so is our only point to procreate? Ah, but we're altruistic beings yes, and that combined with our consciousness is supposed to separate us? Oh yea, my b, opposable thumbs. But maybe some people don't use their minds and they're not so selfless and what if our thumbs break. Maybe our mating rituals aren't so different. Have you really been to a frat party? hah. So maybe we are just animals.

I don't really like that thought.

Fourthly, does that void relationships or more specifically relationships that aren't familial? I love my friends.. but do they love me the way i do them? I guess everything is relative.. cherish the ones you're with. But what about the ones you leave behind? Or the ones you never meet? I guess you're not with them so they're not relevant? But my close friend believes memories are the most important thing you can carry with you through your life. Can you make memories stay?

Maybe girls are more nostalgic than guys hah. But maybe guys are dumber than girls ( ;

I'm moving soon. Excited.

2010-09-02T08:14:00.000-07:00

hah i guess i dont know you as well as i thought.

isolating your thoughts is good to target a known problem. isolating people defies common sense. i suppose if you dont have common sense then there's nothing to contradict. unless of course you yourself are a contradiction. that answers my questions.

my cat puked. i want to die ) :

biggest wish ever

2010-08-26T09:47:00.000-07:00

for my dad to have a staunch religious epiphany and disappear into the wild to only reappear as a monk who has completely changed his ways and thinking. i dont want him to die.. just become a different person.

i was cursed.

runkd

2010-08-12T01:21:00.000-07:00

Does karma truly exist? If you do a good deed, is it really repaid? At this rate, i'm not sure that's true. i need a fresh start.

determined.

2010-08-10T14:44:00.000-07:00

it's okay if you dont have faith in me.

i still do.

2010-07-30T10:57:00.000-07:00

escape.

i wish for a gigantic eraser.

2010-07-29T12:15:00.000-07:00

my heart's caught in my throat.

i think you swallowed it. i don't really need it i guess.. please keep it, safe.

taking an escalator to sentience. you know everything about me already, didn't you know?

i miss you.

NO TIME NO TIME NO TIME NO TIME

2009-12-15T11:17:00.000-08:00

I wish i wasn't so anxious! Given our conscious abilities, humans are bound to thought. Soooo how can I escape this?

Too many worries!

At least my heart feels full.

I'm not used to deadlines anymore. HALP!

smudges

2009-12-05T22:45:00.000-08:00

i know i did this it was all me the entire time but i dont know what else to say to you aside from don't let go but you are letting go and i can't do anything about it so the only thing i can do is to say that i dont want to see you and to somehow will you out of my head and my heart want to know what else scares me the idea of you not being a friend and pushing me away because you will push me away and i'll stay away and keep that distance from you so how can this be for the better i thought for a split second that this was a good thing that despite how shitty the situation was it was going to be okay because i could finally be honest with you and you could be honest with me and that we were only going to grow closer because of it i guess i was wrong because you cant be honest with me and you're probably building a wall around your heart and i guess that's my doing ultimately it was all my fault and i'm the bad person so i'm still the bad person telling you we could never be anything but i still want you and only you but i guess there's really no point maybe we can start from square one when we've both completely forgotten about each other and then one day we can see each other and it would feel brand new but maybe even by then you won't feel right about me and nothing will have changed and again it comes down to me fucking up i can't get it right

come on angel..

2009-11-27T11:46:00.000-08:00

The problem is me. Being able to destroy everything that's good in my life. You create this beautiful scenic picture in your head, being able to fully live in this perfect creation, but when you look back, you realize the cracks that you avoided. Avoided being the operative word. You thought you were making things better, when really you just cemented the inevitable.

I would give anything to do it right.

But the reality is.. that will most likely not happen.. and my heart is heavy.

Better to not feel I guess.. but what if it won't go away?

nightmare

2009-08-13T05:28:00.000-07:00

On a campsite where the trees are swallowed by the black sky. Stars are no where to be found.
I'm huddled in a car next to a boy who I don't recognize. He tells me that he's back, wanting another chance, but that it's completely up to me whether or not he stays this time around. I throw the car door open and start running.
Stars brightly streak across the sky, crashing to the ground in front of me. The quicker I run, the quicker the stars fall to my feet.
Heavy breathing.
Scent of bug repellent.
Suddenly, another unrecognizable boy stands in front of me. I crash into him, but all I feel is a feeling of relief and comfort.
The sky becomes flooded with moonlight.
Alarm.

I can't go back to sleep now, though. Gah.

Current [and steady] stresses: the real world. Still can't figure out my future. Post-graduate life is fucking with me. More school or a real job? I'm too insecure to apply for real jobs. I don't even know what kind of entry level positions I should be looking for. Could somebody please hand me a list of how to succeed at life? An extremely detailed one, kthxbai. Maybe I do need more guidelines in my life. Instead of bumpers for bowling, I need bumpers for life. Cushion me, plz.

I enjoy waiting in lines..

2009-08-09T10:13:00.000-07:00

What isn't spoken can be found buried in my skin. Mornings are the longest, nights are the safest. Beating hearts hidden under slow, rhythmic breaths. Time stops abruptly, but hours seem unending.

Today feels like an important day. Bouts of nostalgia and reflection on new memories should conflict. But they don't. I feel scared from my lack of confusion. It's a bit silly to try to explain this, but my mind just feels filled to the brim with thoughts and I think I've successfully compartmentalized all these various memories. Then why do I feel so overwhelmed with these feelings?

My head hurts. Won't stop.

Also, an observation: Waterparks are such interesting places, especially in Southern Louisiana. Everyone's in their bathing suits, but we're all too self conscious of our own appearance to really notice anything else. So, because of our self-inflicted insecurities, we're actually unaware of the fact that it doesn't matter, cause everyone else is preoccupied with themselves. Besides, what do you expect when every where you look there's a funnel cake stand? I love funnel cake.

epiphany

2009-08-02T02:23:00.000-07:00

I will meet a guy named Trash. I'll put baby oil on his pecs, we'll fall in love, and we'll live in the Bronx for the rest of our lives. Holla at Bronx Warriors!

My head hurts, but I feel alright ( :

A bit crazed.. but when am i not?

Side note, I want to do some installation art pieces around Lafayette, LA. I will be recruiting soon. bEware.

AY BESTIES! LET'S WHOOP THIS TRICK!

tummy

2009-07-26T11:03:00.000-07:00

I like the mornings. I should really start waking up earlier. But I suppose I find more comfort at night, when you can concoct secret experiements in darkness and exchange slow glances and soft words. Curtail calls.

Overcast

2009-07-22T09:46:00.000-07:00

I'm secretly a girl trapped in an ass's body. I have feelings. Don't be alarmed at me trying to hide them.

Sometimes I forget about all the other music I have aside from all my dance-pop.

It's nice when it rains. Much better than the cold Ohio rain. I forget about that place sometimes. [But I miss you old friends.] Everyone's growing up so soon, but I still feel like I'm stuck in that tunnel, waiting for the wind to rush by me.

2009-07-11T13:22:00.000-07:00

just say it..

help

2009-07-09T03:36:00.000-07:00

sleepless.

Sometimes, when I'm laying in bed, I can feel my own heart beating in my chest, slowly pumping blood through my entire body. Laying flat on my stomach, my hands curled under my chin, I always feel the pulse most intensely in my throat, what I think is one of the most vulnerable body parts. My entire focus is on that rush of life, until I've somehow convinced myself that I can control it. That I can slow my own pulse, pause my own life. But why slow it down? Instead, I think I can feel my own blood rushing faster and faster through my body, passing through my throat, until all I can hear, see, and feel is my heartbeat caught in my throat. It comes to a pivotal point where I honestly believe my throat is going to explode and all I can do is gasp for air. I can't sleep, and it won't stop.

cold sweat.

I feel strangely animalistic. Something's amiss.

how i feelz.

2009-06-27T12:06:00.000-07:00

can't get out of bed

2009-06-06T11:42:00.000-07:00

I can haz smoothie?

The urge to just lay around and do absolutely nothing is overwhelming. Self-motivation is hard.

So last night was a reunion of sorts among old high school pals. It was really interesting to discover that despite our angsty need to leave Louisiana during middle school and high school, everyone was glad to be back. And although, nobody really planned on staying here for a long period of time, Lafayette was still home. I suppose it's simply being in a right state of mind. Leaving Lafayette and seeing it from an outside perspective definitely does make the heart grow fonder. Goddamn saying. Can't believe it makes sense >.<

On another note, WHO WANTS TO SEE THE GERMS?! Yea yea yea yea!!!!!

Oh, I joined another internet run social network: http://www.last.fm/user/li-monade
This just feeds my love for numbers and statistics. I am a geek.

2009-06-01T11:00:00.000-07:00

I take it all back. Everything.

COME SUMMER COME

2009-05-07T11:54:00.000-07:00

Definite songs for this summer:

1.) Shaggy's "Luv Me Luv Me"
2.) Crystal Castles "Courtship Dating"
3.) Will Smith's "Gettin' Jiggy With It" (interspersed with the Men In Black theme)
4.) Len's "If You Steal My Sunshine"
5.) To be determined..

I have about 2 hours before work and I can't stop youtubing old videos. Maybe for my next car, I'll get a convertible so I can blast bad/good music as loud as my little heart wants. Oh, for those who do not know, I totaled my car. It is gone and it has left me without transportation. If not for my amazing friends, I would be STUCK. Things are alright though. I'm craving a pool, some ice cold lemonade, herbal refreshments, good music, and my besties.

Keep asking myself what I'm doing with my life, but I think I'm content with just figuring out my present situation. Why rush?

Anybody know how to bake a cake for a cat? As in, edible for cats? KARTOSHKA IS TURNING ONE!!!! What a cat.

"A photo essay of your mouth.."

Progression

2009-03-21T07:21:00.000-07:00

Stagnant waters have finally come to life and plans and thoughts are back in motion. Let's all go camping more. The realization that I am growing older was conflicting with my current lifestyle choices and I needed a break to process. I got it.

If I could have slightly more leisure time, life would be a ball.

I'm also partaking in a raw diet starting this Monday for just a month. Time for a purge. But I'm not giving up raw fish. Oh hellllll no.

I grow continuously amazed at how much our lives revolve around the service industry. How exactly would your day-to-day routine change if each and every single individual was not employed by their meager wages to wait on you. Kind of creepy how we place so much trust in an establishment and even creepier that the service is normally guaranteed. You can have a pizza delivered to you in less than 30 minutes, but your greatest friend can't fulfill a promise. And what exactly is the basis of both of these transactions? Money vs. mutual or what is seemingly mutual amicability. What the hell is wrong with this situation. Aren't values a bit askew here?

Aside from that, the restaurant business is bizarre. Especially ones run by asians. I am continually amazed at how the management is completely unhinged and unable to grasp their workers point of view. Unfortunate I suppose.

But here's to spring and the soon to be upon us summer. Hello powder koolaid, goodbye cold cold nights.

I miss simpler times.

!!! ! !

2009-01-25T12:53:00.000-08:00

Lafayette, Louisiana. What a weird and wonderful place. Everything is stagnant but moves at a ridiculous pace. b.l.u.r

There are certain things you always carry with you. Physical things: a journal, a sharpie, a wallet, a charm. But then there are the mental things you always keep tucked deep in your pockets. The way the sun sets behind trees reminding you of getting off work in the summer and riding down a hill. Certain songs reminding you of dancing around in your underwear. Certain foods trigger memories of binge eating and laughing hysterically at the fact that you're eating so much. Bubble baths, colored water, rubber frogs. Catch phrases, oversized sweaters, burritos. Stick shift, apples, xmas trees. Then there comes a morning when you wake up and realize that they're tucked away for a reason and that you don't quite remember the feelings they used to give you. You change and you grow. The nostalgia lessens, faces fade, and you're left feeling a little gray. But who says gray isn't a good canvas to work on? That's also my favorite color! That's gotta mean something. Mmmmmm. Just a feeling of contentment. A settling of sorts.

Yea Dude!

Talking to yourself is definitely therapeutic. Oh, Blogosphere.

Sometimes I wish I was a Dr. Seuss character

2009-01-02T10:13:00.000-08:00

2009. Isn't that weird? Comin' to terms with it, but I'm excited.

For the past week, I've had these permanent butterflies in my stomach. Feels like my breath is caught in my throat and I have to sigh to be able to breathe. I get easily flustered and excitable. Reasons for such uncontrollable behavior?

1.) I have turned into a 13 year old girl.

2.) I'm excited about something.

I'm guessing the second reason, although anything is possible. Who knew when I would become 23, I would actually lose 10 years.

Aside from that, all I seem to be doing is going on adventures with friends and archiving like mad. I have also concluded that I like really small scrapbooks [things in general] and really massive ones. One day when I'm really old, I want someone to archive my life hahah, just put all of my crap into something compact or a museum! Just kidding!! That would never happen! Girl can daydream.

My own planet where the ground actually bends because it's so small. A world where I could sit in a thick pasture and make flower crowns all day. A world where the fish in the pond next to me would jump up and say hi and ask how my day was going. A world where I could sip kool-aid all day long and talk to you.

dreams

lost

2008-12-15T23:33:00.000-08:00

It's as if the entire world was blowing past me at light speed while I stand with my right foot on top of my left foot, hands in my pockets, arms straight with my eyes wide and in wonderment. I can't keep up with all of this. I want a break but can't get one. I wish it was sunny and summer again. Everything was easier then.

I wish you'd get it.

2008-12-10T12:35:00.000-08:00

I think i'm a little bit, a little bit, a little bit in love with you..

Changes

2008-11-10T10:53:00.000-08:00

I would say that this has been officially a week of bizarre dealings. In fact, within it, my life has flipped and reverted to older ways.

It was pretty unclear how my future was going to span out, but I think I know what I want to do, how to do it, and why I should do it. I want to be so successful that I'm going to rub it into your face. I mean.. not in a mean way.. just in a.. "hah" kind of way. Just kidding, sort of.

Occasionally, I think of the people that hurt you in life and whether or not we're truly okay after and if you can wholly forgive them. I see it as you're driving in a car on a road that was smooth and great when all of a sudden, these workers come out and start drilling holes into the road and you feel the steering wheel go out of control. It's hard to control, your hands become numb trying to keep it back into place. The only way you can get through this part of the road is to grip the wheel tightly, turn up your music, and go with the roughness. I love my friends. They're so good to me. I think I've been trying to compartmentalize aspects of my life, but I really want everyone to know everyone and for my Kenyon friends to know my Lafayette friends and for us to all cuddle together. ALLISAHN YOU MOTHER FUCKER COME BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK.

In one week, my heart hit rock bottom, but I was fished back out by my loved ones. Obama is our president. Who would've fucking thought. Not to say that our country will immediately change, but wow, maybe the concept of theories and ideologies will return. What happened to our great orators? I digress. But best friends make sure that you're okay and call you to tell you funny things. New friends make you laugh and make drinking fun. Refound friends are the best and remind you of all the great things that you've missed. I miss the idea of not caring about anything, but we can't really do that. There's so much to care about in the world that it hurts.

But I guess, it's better to not care about you, not right now..

"I saddled up my pony right
And rode into the ghostly night
It was wide, wide open, wide, wide open

I left the only home I knew
I stayed alive and I found you
Now I take you where the water's deep
And make the air you breathe so sweet

But is it not enough to be complete? Please?
Let me give you everything you need, please?

We found a way, we found a street
Directions sweat under the sheets
And I let you have it, let you have it

But it can be a lonely place
Desire comes, desire fades
There's a bright one caught your fancy eye
It's okay so long as you stay mine

And I'm so number one that it's a shame, a shame
That you let other numbers in the game

Now I suffer for your hungry eye
Oh why must it see more than mine?
It's a light you're after, 'cause light moves faster

But when I ride again into the night
My torch will shoot flames strong and violent
And my absence will remind you of
How tough it is to be in love

And it's not what I think it's what you say, hey
And it works great for you to have your way, hey

But if the west can be a desperate place
You search all day for just a taste
Of the cold, cold water, cold, cold water

And if you think i've gone too long
Listen the sky will sing this song
As it burns up all the memories
That flow like water out of me"

2008-11-03T02:18:00.001-08:00

I've never been so hurt in my life.

2008-10-31T09:40:00.001-07:00

FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM!!!!!!

Choosing your battles

2008-10-21T12:02:00.000-07:00

For someone as stubborn as me, it's difficult to tell when you should remain steadfast and thick headed about an issue or when you should really just let it go and try to move beyond it. After twenty two plus years, my father and I will always have fundamental differences and I don't think I'll ever be able to understand him. I don't know if it's the artist "crazy" mentality or if it's his complete detachment from reality but he can never think practically. There's not much else I can do but hide inside of myself.

On a another note, I'm slightly confused about my next few years in school. Originally, I was set on museum studies but I'm scared of going into something so specific. This could completely define my future! Scary. But plenty of museum studies/education programs include anthropology and history. I can't decide if I want to focus more on art or what. Buuut my undergraduate degree would actually help me if I go the anthropology route. I just don't know if I want to. Oh graduate schoolers and those going to be enrolled shortly, tell me how you made the decision please oh please. Initially, I wanted to apply to Columbia, Univ. of Chicago, and Northwestern. I've now decided (granted a very early decision) to apply to Brown, Johns Hopkins, and NYU. We'll see how this all changes. I guess first step is take the GREs and give my professors advance notice about me possibly asking them to write me a rec. Baby steps.

On the topic of my baby, Kartoshka has been recovering well. There was a shaky time where she would just lie and shake uncontrollably. She refused to eat or drink water, but would just lie her head. This would be normal behavior for a kitten who's just been spayed, but this was after 2 days of her back to normal. I was so scared. She usually meows when she's in pain or needs something but she would just lie there helpless with her little shaved belly. I don't know how actual moms do it when their kids get sick. As Hanna and I as well as Danielle Stelly and I have been saying, the biological clock is ticking. So is it true ladies? Is there some bizarre innate want to settle down and nest? History hasn't lied, this is about the time where us female folk

should be getting married and getting buns in the ovens, but isn't that frightening!?!??! Tangential mind scare. I apologize.

I think I'm full of these, given the time I have to let my mind wander, but don't you sometimes wish Halloween was more than just a reason for us to get drunk and rub up against each other? I don't know. I debate on what I should do on Halloween. Wow, I actually feel old despite my youth.

This post will be concluded by what my mom has told me about my Chinese horoscope. Apparently, last month and the month prior to that, I've been lost and confused. Life stood temporarily still and I didn't want to change any of it. Apparently, according to this month, I've found new motivation. She said to be careful of others trying to take advantage of me, but to make a plan and stand strong in pursuing it. December 4th, the day I'm going to take my GREs, is actually my luckiest day. Do I actually believe this stuff? I can't help but agree with it a little. Last two months were hell, but it's gotten better. Here's to looking to the future.

Oh and it finally feels like fall. Yes.

Something great

2008-10-14T21:13:00.000-07:00

This may be one of the coolest things that a friend has shown me:

http://thisissand.com/

Good luck getting anything done with this puppy around.

kenyon in lafayette

2008-10-13T20:32:00.000-07:00

Pretty sure this was one of the greatest weekends. Hanna's visit was amazing! Even though I probably miss Kenyon more now, it was definitely worth it. First night in, we had amazing cajun food. Hanna had crawfish etouffee and fried crawfish tails while I had the crabmeat au gratin. Just drool, do it! Gosh. After, we of course experienced the amazingness that is a drive-thru daiquiri. God Bless America, especially Louisiana. Here's the kicker. If you know anything about me, you will know that I love freaking Clamato. Give me budweiser, clam juice, tomato juice, and a splash of lime and I'll dance a little dance. Now, we stopped for me to pick up milk for my mom and a can of Clamato for myself. Later in the night, Hanna tried some and..... LOVED IT! Officially, aside from Mr. Leeds, Ms. Goldberg is the second person to like it! I was so excited about it!

Anyway, Friday was fun. Lafayette has a festival called Festivals Acadiens where we celebrate everything Cajun and Creole. So in the morning, we went to the park where we found out that I was totally wrong and they were only setting up for tomorrow's kick-off in the park. Since we were near campus, we walked through it on our way downtown. Lafayette is basically made up of suburbs with splashes of ghetto and farmland. Downtown, however, is this quaint one street area that is actually worth exploring. We caught some great Caribbean food and drank margaritas and mojitos. After a visit to a boutique, costume shop, and tobacco store later, Hanna and I sat in Parc Sans Souci, cute little area where there's a water fountain coming out of the ground, kind of like the one in Easton where all the kids play. We watched a retro critical mass congregating and little fat kids rolling around the water. It was pretty entertaining. The festival's actual beginning was actual this thing known as Downtown Live, which is basically an excuse for old people with kids to come outside and get drunk from 6 to 8 every Friday. That quickly lost its appeal after the expensive beer, the new age Cajun music, and old folk. We did some more sitting but were persuaded by some friends to go to this sushi place called Bonsai. Great food, just pricey as shit and way too hip for me. The lights were dulled neon colors and the techno music seemed a bit out of place for good ole sushi. Mmmm.. sake! We separated from my other friends and headed home to freshen up.

Maybe what actually made the weekend was video chatting with Mr. Dunford. Hanna and I were talking to Mike when at one point he got up to use the restroom. While Hanna and I were just chatting, his apartment mate walked in completely confused out of his mind. We spent the next hour trying to make funnier faces and scenarios. We captured a few hilarious screen shots. At the same time as this transcontinental communication was occuring, I got a call from Mr. Ivan Gaytan who told me he had just ran into Luke Brandon. Man, talk about Kenyon connection. Made me nostalgic alright. Unfortunately, Hanna left Saturday afternoon, but not before we spent the morning at the park eating all the foods they had to offer: seafood jambalaya, chicken and sausage gumbo, red beans and rice with sausage, crawfish fettucini, etcccccc. It was pretty cute to sit around watching the couples dancing the two step.

Even though it was short, it was great. It was not only refreshing to be hanging out with a girl, but it was a friend who got me outside of high school. It felt like I was acting like myself for the first time in a while. Gosh!

Aside from this, my kitten is about to get spayed and I'm so scared for her. Could you imagine getting fixed? I guess we do it anyway, but when you were 4 to 6 months? I can't. Just feels like such an important alteration, that would be completely life changing. I suppose.

She's the love of my life and cute as hell! And possibly getting a sister... we shall see!

2008-10-09T09:24:00.000-07:00

Props to Ivan. He be a genius.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

endings are beginnings too

2008-10-07T18:32:00.000-07:00

Hello! Now that I've realized post-graduate life is a bust, I've decided my creativity has reached an ultimate low. What better way to stabilize one's own sanity by trying to reach out to her friends while she's stuck in Louisiana with friends who are suuuper busy. Although, my Lafayette friends are fun as shit. Won't lie.

So what am I doing now... I'm at home and "studying" for my GREs. Real fun... SO if you ever find yourself needing to take a vacation, visit me oh please. Lafayette's pretty. Plus, hurricane season is over! We were hit pretty badly by Gustav, messed up roof, fallen trees, broken fence, and a bit of flooding. The study room smelled like fish for a while, but it's gone now. And everything falls back to normal. The weather is finally cooling down and the sunrises are pretty beautiful.

Life these days are filled with nostalgia and hesitancy. I miss
being out of the States. I miss Kenyon. I miss my friends. I miss certain boys in Russia. I even miss class. I miss it all. Perhaps that's why I'm scared of moving on. Makes a lot of sense right now.

What I can look forward to is Ms. Hanna Goldberg coming to visit! We will definitely be having a blast.

Final thoughts:

1. Palin makes me wish I wasn't a female.
2. Steve Klise is hilarious on video chat.
3. I wish I was still in school.
4. Kenyon friends, have a bake sale to raise money to bring me back!