are you in bloom?

3:20 p.m.

alas! i have neglected all with this drought of coherent words in my mind. oh well they never were too coherent to begin with so it wasnt a major loss. i am devoid of excuses for not writing anything, and thought that maybe esthers magical keyboard would spit out some interesting writing since mine seems to have lost that function.

well it is vacation, and normal people are ecstatic and racked with joy, while i sit at home in utmost dread. no school means no excuse to sit in front of the computer for hours ("but its for homework mom!") and any moment where i am not in front of the piano or numerous sat books, mom finds me and has a nice little fit. alas she is attacking me even now at esthers house! how does she know??!! of course we are doing an extensive english project. now why would she think otherwise?

so i needed 2 pictures to send in for governor's school, and we are ransacking the house for school pictures. mom finds ones from 8th grade and wants to send them in, saying that they look the prettiest out of all of the pictures so far. yet i look absolutely nothing like them anymore. just what is this supposed to mean?

happy about sandys incredibly ambivalently complacent mood the other day. yay for stopping and putting on the emergency lights to take dandelion puff pictures!

so i got a prom dress, which is the most intriguingly ethereal blue/purple/aqua color. trying it on and twirling, i have a coughing fit. which reminds me. whhhyy do i get sick on every vacation??? it is without fail. the perfect excuse for mum to not let me out of the house. she must be like drugging me on purpose before every break. anyway, this coughing fit leads to absolutely no point whatsoever. wow this sun is distracting me and making me babble even more nonsensicly than usual. curses.

sorry but i must leave before you fall into this pit of incoherence with me. maybe nighttime will cloak the distractions and the rain will wash away my thoughts, leaving a nice empty space for a writing storm to stir upon me, catching me by surprise.

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