Questions (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1164849-Questions I ran out of space in this book item for my next entry. So, for a continuation of this blog, please see my new blog: [Link To Item #1603307] . Thank you. It's been wonderful writing with you. Mon, 28 Sep 2009 05:40:39 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/669570 Wednesday was the last day before class, and thus, a last hoorah for everyone before the work starts. I was planning on going on a glow hike - a hike at night with glowsticks. But then Imani and Patrick invited me along to an Open Mic at Porter, so I thought, I'll go there for an hour, and then go on my hike. Before that, I got home from visiting ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 26 Sep 2009 15:24:43 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/669354 It is quite wonderful to be back on campus, moved in, and by my lonesome again. The last few days have been crazy with activities (as welcome week always is), and I have been attending as many of them as possible, mostly with my new roommates and neighbors by my side. My first outing with my apartment-mate Imani was to the beach. I was at home, loungi...[Read Full Post] Wed, 23 Sep 2009 03:09:15 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/668919 Winter may be relinquishing it's grip on the other side of the world, but it's only just beginning to appear, here. The rain is steadily increasing in frequency and the trees are beginning to turn. Of course, soon I'll be in Santa Cruz, where it doesn't rain as much as it does here... but I've heard from people in Santa Cruz that it...[Read Full Post] Tue, 15 Sep 2009 05:07:29 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/667808 Well... this is it. The next two days will be spent gathering and packing things. The third day will be spent driving. And on the fourth day, not only will I be unpacking, but I'll be ready to go back to work, too. I'll get to meet my new apartment-mates, who are already there. And by Tuesday of the following week, all my friends will be the...[Read Full Post] Mon, 14 Sep 2009 01:01:42 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/667645 I don't mind coming Out To people who are Out. It's not that I don't like being Out... Just that In was never my thing. ...Just a commentary on how it's so easy to be yourself around people who are willing to be themselves. And oh so uncomfortable to be around people who aren't Out....[Read Full Post] Sun, 06 Sep 2009 04:20:29 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/666602 I've been thinking about it, and I've realised that a double major in Sociology and Literature suites me incredibly well. 1) I'm shy. To quote a sociology professor, "I was never a social person, so instead, I decided to study the social scene from the sidelines." I'm not a social person myself, but I like to watch social i...[Read Full Post] Fri, 04 Sep 2009 05:45:42 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/666396 It's been an interesting experience - that's for sure. Loving someone. Loving someplace. Moving away and slowly, ever-so-slowy reverting back to what I used to be - but different, changed... never the same. Shifting passions, shifting interests, moving constantly in and out of my life. I went from a philosophical dreamer, from a contemplativ...[Read Full Post] Thu, 03 Sep 2009 01:20:38 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/666272 I haven't been on the computer much since arriving in Oregon. My days are spent half sleeping, and half outside. Just the way it should be. I've slept so well since arriving here, it's amazing. Every night, I have the most amazing vivid dreams, which is the reason that I don't wake up when I should. I wake up in the morning to my ala...[Read Full Post] Sat, 29 Aug 2009 00:53:15 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/665565 I love the winter. I like to go out when it first starts raining and just walk through it... of course, I prefer to do this clothed, unlike some of the Santa Cruz people who do the traditional naked run on first rain. I also like, though, when it's been raining for a long time and then the sun comes out for the first time. I don't like the sun...[Read Full Post] Mon, 24 Aug 2009 03:44:09 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/664923 "When she talks to him, her hopes flare up like embers in a dead fire that only needs the wind to light anew." Nice fucking metaphor. Seriously. That's a good one. And excuse my French - I don't speak it very well. That's EXACTLY what it's like. I no longer get emotional over thoughts of the guy, and I can easily think ...[Read Full Post] Fri, 14 Aug 2009 06:55:36 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/663571 On Monday, I woke up extra early to join Jane (Mary's mom) and Jake (Mary's boyfriend) in rescuing Mary from LAX airport. After driving a ways and sitting in the cell phone lot breathing the fumes of the airplanes flying straight overhead, Mary finally called and said that she'd arrived. After circling the terminal 3 times, we finally caugh...[Read Full Post] Thu, 13 Aug 2009 17:00:53 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/663504 Three gay guys, two identical twins, one happy couple, one straight single guy, and one straight single girl. Guess which one I am!! Yes, I am the straight (well, sorta) single girl - er, woman, I guess - among a mass of drunken/high sexually-charged people. I was the only one who was completely sober, although the straight single guy was pretty...[Read Full Post] Sun, 09 Aug 2009 06:24:51 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/662846 Today, I saw a friend I haven't seen in about 7 months, Ashlie. We met up for ice cream and talked for a good 45 minutes. It was nice. I haven't talked like that to anyone in a number of months. Well... I don't suppose Facebook chat counts? I still keep in touch with Katie over Facebook, and the best "conversations" I have are wi...[Read Full Post] Thu, 06 Aug 2009 05:51:49 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/662410 Kevin is a funny guy. I sent him a text more than two weeks ago in a moment of boredom and got no response... and then, yesterday, out of the blue, I get a response. Apparently, his phone was off - for two weeks. And then he responds to a text that really only works if you reply within the hour. But *shrug* that's okay - I was happy for it anyway...[Read Full Post] Wed, 05 Aug 2009 16:25:27 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/662329 So, I just got chewed out for "acting the parent" to my little step-sister who was being a huge brat. I had previously told her to be quiet because she was screaming in the car through a funnel directly into my ear. When she didn't shut up, I snatched the funnel from her. She immediately started crying and throwing a fit, which my dad ignor...[Read Full Post] Thu, 30 Jul 2009 22:25:06 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/661565 The highlights a la Faceboook: during this past week, Katie: got rolled by a huge wave and lost part of her toe to a rock. has managed, through multiple layerings of slight sunburns, to acquire an oh-so-slight tan (amazing!!). realized... summer isn't that long. :D Thank god. is "writing a paper". bought some balloons to assauge her bor...[Read Full Post] Wed, 29 Jul 2009 20:17:42 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/661419 ...Whoah, my face is numb;... So wierd.... .. [5:06 am] So yeah, I totally failed at the whole "not puking" thing. 5 shots of Bacardi (rum) and two cans of Coke Zero, and I was fully drunk, stumbling around with a mild burning sensation in the pit of my stomach... which turned into nausea when I tried to walk into my room to go to sle...[Read Full Post] Thu, 16 Jul 2009 08:35:14 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/659316 Nothing much to say this lovely night... I slept all day. I was up most of the night and part of the early morning writing a paper (AKA: talking to friends on Facebook, reading, writing) and so didn't get much sleep. I had told a friend the day before to meet me at my house after class so we could go hiking.. when she didn't show up, I decided ...[Read Full Post] Wed, 15 Jul 2009 00:20:59 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/659169 I keep imagining this moment: I bashfully look up at you, completely under your will, subjected to the power of your own emotions controlling me. I wait for you, for your response, like I always have. But this time, you know exactly what I'm about. This time, you catch a glimpse of exactly what I feel for you. You are shocked, stunned, held silen...[Read Full Post] Tue, 14 Jul 2009 02:17:35 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/659008