frost over

weather: warmer than expected. cool november evening.

mood: happy in my state of procrastination bliss. oh, right. back from thanksgiving break, when i planned to do so much studying, but did nothing instead, except read the aforementioned book. "post-break effects of procrastination" as a friend put it...they're kind of killer. but the benefits of break were definitely worth it.

music: "january rain" -- david gray (see subject of blog)

music, take two: maroon 5 is coming here soon. i'm excited. i love their album, [u]songs about jane [/u] -- each and every track.

book: [u]less than zero[/u] -- bret easton ellis. just finished it. surreal to me, because I've never been exposed to that type of urban society...bitter, shocking, saddening. everyone needs to read a book that invokes those feelings...at least once.

happy thanksgiving, kids. a large tasty dinner (following a rather scrumptious lunch) is in store for this evening. be safe...cook that turkey thoroughly. wouldn't want a [u]son-in-law[/u] issue on your hands.

came home from college today. home is fantabulous. yes, i just used that word.

jumper cables: battery trouble with my brother's car.
coconut shrimp: consistency of my lunch from Crabtown today

that should clear up any misunderstandings.

a 4 hour drive home alone, with nothing but you, the road, and your music is great. at least, the first time around.

weather: colder by the day...and drier where i live.

mood: very sleepy, somewhat content, small annoying pang of loneliness.

book: looking to start [u]less than zero[/u] tomorrow...plus history stuff. why, yes, i do procrastinate, thank you.

music: "1979" -- smashing pumpkins

weird techno-y version of that on the radio today. it kind of freaked me out.

weather: cold. biting cold. with wind. and sunshine, apparently.

mood: nervous and somewhat happier than normal.

book: history reading...blah. and then i'll start [u]less than zero[/u] sometime over the break.

music: "3x5" -- john mayer

woohoo...thanksgiving break officially starts tomorrow for me. it will be so nice to finally be home...after a long awaited three-month period at college. gotta rest up for the road trip home though...loooong ways. later.

weather: cold. windy. yuck.
mood: anxious, drained, slightly "irked," but not sure why.
book: [u]ava's man[/u] -- rick bragg. mandatory history reading, but good book.
music: "alice in wonderland" -- bill evans

church. burger king. organic homework. drinking talks. big sweatshirt wearing. off to a thanksgiving dinner type thing.

how is it possible to miss someone who is less than a few feet away from you? :? maybe i have the wrong word there. long for someone...i don't know. well, for me, it's the same difference, at least at the current time.

bonjour. ice skating today. yay...although i haven't been in about a decade, so it was slightly difficult to pick back up on it again. but lots of fun. great bonding time with two of my closest friends and some of their friends from old high school. and then to el chico's for tasty combination fajitas and chips with salsa and guacamole. slept through the entire drive back home (good thing i was a passenger, huh?), and now it's time to do work again. or sleep. we'll see.

weather: unusually warm for late november, humid, pretty cloudy.

mood: happy, for the most part. more relaxed than i've been in a long time. still worried about a friend and how i may have upset him.

book: searching for a new one. finished [u]the perks of being a wallflower[/u] last night. excellent book. i definitely recommend.

song: "transatlanticism" -- death cab for cutie

psych @ 9: developmental psychology was the topic of the morning -- quite interesting stuff.

history @ 1:30: quiz. argh, i read for history this morning instead of sleeping and we quizzed over the book i read last weekend.

after history: hopped on over to the quiet secluded place at the honors college. a water fountain, surrounded by 4 benches and some trees. completely silent, save the sound of running water. so i wrote. here goes:

[i]i looked into the mirror
saw a girl with tears streaming down her face
slowly shaking her head for being so weak
so misunderstood by so many
so tired
so confused
she doesn't know why she's crying
only that it is somehow necessary
but she feels nothing inside
she's empty, she's torn
between what she is
and what everyone knows she could be
i watch her slow and silent tears
tears that are just like her
each one taking a distinct, separate path
down her faintly flushed cheeks
not knowing beforehand where it will travel
and where it shall fall on the bare tile below
she focuses her attention on each single tear
and she asks herself where she could possibly go
if her tears don't even know where they should fall
she stands frozen under a dim light
in an empty room in the wee hours of the morning
deciding where to go from here
what to do from now on
she's so lost
so helpless
so frustrated by everything
so alone
and all i can do is watch
and cry with her[/i]

weather: nice and relatively warm, but ultra windy. boo.
mood: not sure...just kind of "there"...know what i mean?
music: "neon" -- john mayer
book: yay, no more history reading for a while. back to [u]perks[/u] we go. :D

weather: absolutely beautiful. sunny, warm, and, surprisingly, not windy.

college learning: blah...stopped by my organic chemistry professor's office, though, to get help with a few reactions i need to learn. and then i shot the breeze with him for a few minutes, and in that period of time, was introduced to bobby timmons (yea jazz) and picked up a few of those dark chocolate hershey kisses. mmm.

song: "prelude to a kiss" -- bobby timmons

book: still working on it...neglected history reading that must be done by tomorrow :(

movie night: yay. [u]amelie[/u]

disappointment: writer's block. it's been forever and day since i wrote something non-prose. :cry:

i've had this sour expression on my face all morning. and i can't seem to get rid of it, even if i really, really wanted to. feeling empty inside...apathy takes over...guilt intrudes. ever have one of those days? sleep deprivation may be a prime contributor. and a nagging conscience.

two more classes to go through, one more apology to make, and lots of homework and reading for the evening. yay.

on another note, ran into a friend today. you know, the kind of friend that hasn't spoken to you in months because he/she is unhappy with you for some unknown reason (or so i'd like to tell myself), and so he/she gives you the obligatory "hey" or wave? that kind. and you end up feeling good that they said something and that you responded, but ultimately bad because you sensed that it was forced. friendships seem so volatile sometimes. i wish i could fix things like that.

weather: would be pleasantly cool, if it weren't for the strong wind gusts. cloudy, dreay...
mood: sleepy...the rest is undescribable...or see beginning of this entry
song: "sleep" -- dandy warhols
book: still working on [u]the perks of being a wallflower[/u]...however, required history reading is getting in the way

weather: humid and rainy -- crazy for november, but lest I forget...it is oklahoma, after all.

mood: slightly guilt-ridden, apathetic to a certain degree, moderately sleepy

music: "st. patrick's day" -- john mayer

book: [u]the perks of being a wallflower [/u]-- stephen chbosky

happy first post to me, happy first post to me...

you get the picture. it's a sunday, and frankly, it's been a rather lazy day for me. laying in bed doing homework and listening to john mayer (going to his concert on friday was enough to spur me back into addiction mode again)...gorgeous day outside too. 72 degrees, and the past week it's been around 30 or so.

i'll try to spice things up a bit for later entries, but for now my stomach is telling me that i need food. farewell.