December 2010
13 posts
Watchour night, pre-matt.
Watchthis was our last night, post-kaila.
the truth flew over the cuckoo's nest.
Mia: why are my eyes squinty? You don't have small eyes and neither does mom.
Dad: Your father is Jack Nicholson.
Mia&Mika: ...
i'm just walking across your heart.
this is my post for december 21st.
this is what i didn’t do on december 21st.
i didn’t pet a rabbit.
i didn’t listen to incubus.
i didn’t stretch my muscles after running.
i did drink coffee, and eat a regrettable piece of bread from whataburger.
i did catch up with Fausty.
i did finish blink! and one of Hume’s essays on self. it was exceptionally...
“I love you, and thank you for being a sinner with me.”
– brooke.
that’s an anonymous nun; just the way i like them.
must i straight fly and burn myself?
i’m wide awake at 10:51 on a sunday morning. i’m wearing a thin white long sleeve, a high-waisted baby blue skirt with gold buttons, silver tights, earrings, and brown boots. in about forty five minutes, bailie and i will walk to the starbucks inside of ccm, order something light and quick, then make our way to dvac100 to watch the sophomore perform their boards. after this, we might...
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assumes that role to such renown.
in recent days, i’ve felt a sense of serenity in knowing that whatever happens at boards is exactly what’s meant to happen. oh, sure, i’m nervous, but what’s the point in wasting energy there? i know i can work my pieces. i can answer uta hagen’s nine questions. i can rest in the training i’ve received thus far. mostly, i can rest in christ.
there are so many...
this is an anomaly.
listening to: kissing you. forever and always, this song. reading: beggar king and the secret of happiness. drinking: peace tea, green. procrastinating: studying for stagecraft.
just drank: really awful organic hot cocoa.
i’ll post something more synthesized later.