Though I'm still around, I promise!!
Life is great and crazy, and I'm entering my junior year at school and dealing with living with another person (and not just some crazy dormmate I can ignore, which was fun, but so not real life!) and though my muse is still in action, my sharing with the world is a bit out of action...
First off, though, I shall point you to my dear friend Mallie, who was kind enough to mention me in one of her recent posts:
http://mallieontheroad.wordpress.com/
She's brilliant, to be honest, and I don't know what she sees in me.
HOWEVER...
I shall not be out-done...
Just wait for me, please, I'll be back tomorrow (I hope!) and give you some more radicalness courtesy of me...
:)
Wedding cake over-load...
So over the weekend...
I got married!!!
Wow...
I told you these last months have been crazy, right?
And it's nice to get it done before finals...
(Honeymooning will wait until after that)
It was a small wedding, big reception, easier that way, I think, and this, then, is the dress I wore...one of my sisters reads this blog this girl writes on paper dolls (http://www.joechip.net/liana/) and over spring break, I happened to be reading over her shoulder --bad habit, yes, I know! and I saw this outfit and liked it...and when the proposal came through, I immediately thought of that dress. My mother complained for awhile, but I'm stubborn, and why do they insist on white when everyone looks fat that way? So, enjoy my purple dress...or the paper-doll version.
I don't really feel like sharing the real thing, sorry! :)
However, in honor of the blessed occasion, I will share a piece I wrote on a napkin at the reception --note to my fellow writers planning weddings, make sure you have a small notebook included in your emergency supplies!!
Dancing Barefoot in a Purple Dress
Music sways me back and forth
My mind is in a spin
Round and round, laughter rings out
I've reached the fairy-tale fin
Time might stop for now and yet
I couldn't say a word
This bubbling feeling is not champagne
It almost seems absurd
Keeping time in 3 and 4
Someone offers a seat
But I just glide across the floor
Dancing with barefeet
I wish everyone else could be as happy as I...
Lost in a world of desire...
...for free time, anyway...
The last couple months have been uber-crazy and I just don't understand why everything has to move that fast. Can't we slow down, relax, have a good time?
In the meantime, I've written something interesting, so here you are...
Take Me As I Am?
I never meant to keep the secret
I never thought you'd know
If I did this, what was the difference
It only goes to show
That you can't make assumptions
You can't judge a book
You have to realize
And take a second look
The girl standing in front of you is
Different from the norm
Expectations can't change or fix this
Crooked, imperfect form
And you can't make assumptions
Can't stereotype
You have to realize
That sometimes karma bites
The end comes quickly for those who lie
I never thought you'd know
My world's crashing down and I can't think
It only goes to show
That you can't make assumptions
On the things he said
You have to realize
Or you're better off dead
The last couple months have been uber-crazy and I just don't understand why everything has to move that fast. Can't we slow down, relax, have a good time?
In the meantime, I've written something interesting, so here you are...
Take Me As I Am?
I never meant to keep the secret
I never thought you'd know
If I did this, what was the difference
It only goes to show
That you can't make assumptions
You can't judge a book
You have to realize
And take a second look
The girl standing in front of you is
Different from the norm
Expectations can't change or fix this
Crooked, imperfect form
And you can't make assumptions
Can't stereotype
You have to realize
That sometimes karma bites
The end comes quickly for those who lie
I never thought you'd know
My world's crashing down and I can't think
It only goes to show
That you can't make assumptions
On the things he said
You have to realize
Or you're better off dead
An ode to peanut butter...
Healthy, true, but sweet as well
Taste of heaven, taste of hell
Desire sends message to my head
On a cracker or on a bread
Crunchy, crackly, maybe cream
Floating in a silky dream
Don't forget to lick the knife
Peanut butter is the joy of life.
And now I'm hungry... :)
Taste of heaven, taste of hell
Desire sends message to my head
On a cracker or on a bread
Crunchy, crackly, maybe cream
Floating in a silky dream
Don't forget to lick the knife
Peanut butter is the joy of life.
And now I'm hungry... :)
Singing random nothings to myself...
And I came up with this...
Please don't tell me that you're leaving
I can't stand the thought
That I might never see you again
If I told you I was going
Would it make you sad
To never ever see me again
Course that's obviously just a tidbit, and I'm not sure what will come of it...plus I don't know how to write music very well, so...hmm...but maybe Emma will help me...
EMMA HELP ME!!!
Lol, well...
So she just told me to check her blog which made me think how I've been avoiding my own...
(Serious case of writer's block, if you must know, and I don't like sharing when I can't be creative at the same time)
So it's been what, five months?
I'm still alive...
Back in school...
Trying to make new friends, but not succeeding, so I'll just stick with Emma cuz she's fantastic...and that sounds so lame!! I had friends before you, Em, I just lost them when I went away...*tear*...
Kidding lol
Anyway, at her insistence, I will endeavor to rid myself of writers block--as she's told me, if I can write term papers, I should be able to write other stuff as well...maybe.
Until next time, then...
Please don't tell me that you're leaving
I can't stand the thought
That I might never see you again
If I told you I was going
Would it make you sad
To never ever see me again
Course that's obviously just a tidbit, and I'm not sure what will come of it...plus I don't know how to write music very well, so...hmm...but maybe Emma will help me...
EMMA HELP ME!!!
Lol, well...
So she just told me to check her blog which made me think how I've been avoiding my own...
(Serious case of writer's block, if you must know, and I don't like sharing when I can't be creative at the same time)
So it's been what, five months?
I'm still alive...
Back in school...
Trying to make new friends, but not succeeding, so I'll just stick with Emma cuz she's fantastic...and that sounds so lame!! I had friends before you, Em, I just lost them when I went away...*tear*...
Kidding lol
Anyway, at her insistence, I will endeavor to rid myself of writers block--as she's told me, if I can write term papers, I should be able to write other stuff as well...maybe.
Until next time, then...
Missing In Action...
Is that what I am?
Perhaps...
Ah...
Well it's not that I didn't care about not being here, it's just internet at home is not the same as internet at school...at least that I can keep to my own computer, whereas at home, I get to share with the crazy sisters I love...oh, and Mom, too. So I never really wanted to write something while they were around, because there's always a trail, and, well...they're nice about my writing, but I can tell they think I'm a bit touched in the head, so...
Anyway, to get to the point...
I'M BACK!!!
Did you miss me?
Really?
Aw, how sweet!!
Ahem...
So I'm staying with a dear friend for the remainder of the summer until I have to go back to university, and I kind of forgot how living in the mountains can be, it's been so long since I've spent real time there...what was I, ten? But the thing I forgot is, even in summer, it can snow. Only in the mornings so far, but I don't like waking up to cold!! Well, who does, anyway? So any excursions out into the great wide open can only take place after lunch, which isn't necessarily bad, but it means I can't go very far...
Damn.
But an adventure is an adventure, right?
Which reminds me...it's about time for mine to start today, isn't it?
I'll be on more often, and get some interesting writing put up here for your reading pleasure...
Until then...
Perhaps...
Ah...
Well it's not that I didn't care about not being here, it's just internet at home is not the same as internet at school...at least that I can keep to my own computer, whereas at home, I get to share with the crazy sisters I love...oh, and Mom, too. So I never really wanted to write something while they were around, because there's always a trail, and, well...they're nice about my writing, but I can tell they think I'm a bit touched in the head, so...
Anyway, to get to the point...
I'M BACK!!!
Did you miss me?
Really?
Aw, how sweet!!
Ahem...
So I'm staying with a dear friend for the remainder of the summer until I have to go back to university, and I kind of forgot how living in the mountains can be, it's been so long since I've spent real time there...what was I, ten? But the thing I forgot is, even in summer, it can snow. Only in the mornings so far, but I don't like waking up to cold!! Well, who does, anyway? So any excursions out into the great wide open can only take place after lunch, which isn't necessarily bad, but it means I can't go very far...
Damn.
But an adventure is an adventure, right?
Which reminds me...it's about time for mine to start today, isn't it?
I'll be on more often, and get some interesting writing put up here for your reading pleasure...
Until then...
Emma's Tattoo...
I wish I had a picture, but she won't let me take one, and I suppose it's in an awkward place anyway, but it truly rocks...though her reasoning make me giggle. But, well, I wrote something for her, so Emma, here's to you, and your lovely piece of art on the inside of your thigh... :)
Shades of blue blend into green which fades to red and gold
A fierce dragon with butterfly wings, oh what a sight to behold
With silver sword, he guards the gates, a truly noble duty
Ever ready, he simply waits, to protect his lady's beauty
Sweet and simple, I thought...
Shades of blue blend into green which fades to red and gold
A fierce dragon with butterfly wings, oh what a sight to behold
With silver sword, he guards the gates, a truly noble duty
Ever ready, he simply waits, to protect his lady's beauty
Sweet and simple, I thought...
