The end of the photos for now.
I have been busy with school of course. How boring and normal is that? Well, 2 more months left of it and then I come home. I cleaned my room today and the bathroom.
Tomorrow (easter) we are having 2 families over, so that should be fun.. foosball! maybe some poker! hooray! and the Menadier's just got cable tv yesterday so that's a hooray as well.
SPORK without the latex gloves.
yours,
ashleyhehe
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Lots has happened. Like-- lots. I was waiting for pictures. But alas, none came. I'm sorry, it's not really my fault.
So that "class movie party" turned out it was a surprise birthday party for me. I was sooo not expecting it AT ALL... it was amazing these kids are amazing. They all chipped in a bought pizza and a John Lennon doll and Beatles door poster. They are so sweet they know just what I like. I am still amazed at them. They are great. If I ever get pictures, I"ll post them.
My thesis went really really well. My speech compitiion when well also.
Finals week! And then I visit home. Not sure when I'm coming home tho, unexpected events transpired and I am unclear as of now... its either Friday or Saturday tho.
Well, that was a good summary. Nice and short.
I can write a storY! Geoff doesn't want to read them cuz it bugs him when someone is weirder than him.... wackah.
This mess is a room. The knife cut the bag. It's not my fault she screamed.
The guitar in the corner is finally near the right tuning, there is a sticky note on the wall where most would not see it with the word "nothing" written in Sharpie, a question mark afterwards, I need to cook more but not enough time, eat less but i get hungry, cold.
Apple butter? better than it sounds.
an artificial memory of you the other day, falling asleep and you were in the kitchen came back happy saw that I left the drink bubbles on the lid unpressed for you so you could mash them with your finger, your face condensed, convex concave snap! You were so happy. I was so happy. Snap. Someone's bday is tomorrow Pop! Hope she is happy, snap.
I yawned at happiness in a way that could only be make believe.
I opened my eyes it was gone
I was left with salt on my fries and you were gone. POP.
At the grocery store awhile back there was a sale, 4 cucumbers for one american dollar, inflation terrible. so happy was so happy, purchased only two, don't want to waste food going bad no time to eat no time. Was I joyful? Joyful? Two fresh cucumbers for fifty cents? I was. Lame. so lame. Wish they were carrots.
Hello, I am at the grocery I am pretending that I am an old expert with ancient breath scented with mysteries things expired in caves scholarly pipes family heirlooms stupid teacher breathing pop quizzes over your shoulder. touching the produce in a hypothetic moondance; examining, formulating, concluding, a strange ritual lost cartographers. I pretend I pretend that all of it, the stretching light years with fingers like yarn in the cradle of a cat, I pretend that I know what I'm doing petting those fruits serenading those vegetables.
In the end, the selection is purely random Random.
When I stare at you on the bus don't be alarmed i am aligned with the background two dimensional no values don't be alarmed. I am only looking at your face like a cauldron of interactions see how this line meets this one here? I am holding my breath concentrating disassembling you with calculated proficiency to lines and pieces hoping to put you together as something better on 65 LB recycled paper.
See how the mouth loses confidence at the edges falling like cannonball duds see how the eyebrows rush off his face eager with manifest destiny. westward expansion ho! columbus? no, cannibals. So disarming how the giraff's nose is nearly tipped over! falling trees no one can hear! Marilyn monroe we see your underwear! god save the queen what is up with kudzu? SPUTNIK!
why is america not on the metric system? funny, converting everyone to religion, democracy, justice, English language, US use the Metric system? no thank you, quite happy yes. doing just fine if it's alright with you.
I thought all your jokes were funny I thought it's nosebleed was cute I don't know what you were trying to do on the other side of my life but that dress looks nice on you but your socks questionable try obedience once in a while dedicate your babies to the church and talk to your mom on the phone eat your broccoli.
idiot.
Congradulate me kids, that was fun.
So that "class movie party" turned out it was a surprise birthday party for me. I was sooo not expecting it AT ALL... it was amazing these kids are amazing. They all chipped in a bought pizza and a John Lennon doll and Beatles door poster. They are so sweet they know just what I like. I am still amazed at them. They are great. If I ever get pictures, I"ll post them.
My thesis went really really well. My speech compitiion when well also.
Finals week! And then I visit home. Not sure when I'm coming home tho, unexpected events transpired and I am unclear as of now... its either Friday or Saturday tho.
Well, that was a good summary. Nice and short.
I can write a storY! Geoff doesn't want to read them cuz it bugs him when someone is weirder than him.... wackah.
This mess is a room. The knife cut the bag. It's not my fault she screamed.
The guitar in the corner is finally near the right tuning, there is a sticky note on the wall where most would not see it with the word "nothing" written in Sharpie, a question mark afterwards, I need to cook more but not enough time, eat less but i get hungry, cold.
Apple butter? better than it sounds.
an artificial memory of you the other day, falling asleep and you were in the kitchen came back happy saw that I left the drink bubbles on the lid unpressed for you so you could mash them with your finger, your face condensed, convex concave snap! You were so happy. I was so happy. Snap. Someone's bday is tomorrow Pop! Hope she is happy, snap.
I yawned at happiness in a way that could only be make believe.
I opened my eyes it was gone
I was left with salt on my fries and you were gone. POP.
At the grocery store awhile back there was a sale, 4 cucumbers for one american dollar, inflation terrible. so happy was so happy, purchased only two, don't want to waste food going bad no time to eat no time. Was I joyful? Joyful? Two fresh cucumbers for fifty cents? I was. Lame. so lame. Wish they were carrots.
Hello, I am at the grocery I am pretending that I am an old expert with ancient breath scented with mysteries things expired in caves scholarly pipes family heirlooms stupid teacher breathing pop quizzes over your shoulder. touching the produce in a hypothetic moondance; examining, formulating, concluding, a strange ritual lost cartographers. I pretend I pretend that all of it, the stretching light years with fingers like yarn in the cradle of a cat, I pretend that I know what I'm doing petting those fruits serenading those vegetables.
In the end, the selection is purely random Random.
When I stare at you on the bus don't be alarmed i am aligned with the background two dimensional no values don't be alarmed. I am only looking at your face like a cauldron of interactions see how this line meets this one here? I am holding my breath concentrating disassembling you with calculated proficiency to lines and pieces hoping to put you together as something better on 65 LB recycled paper.
See how the mouth loses confidence at the edges falling like cannonball duds see how the eyebrows rush off his face eager with manifest destiny. westward expansion ho! columbus? no, cannibals. So disarming how the giraff's nose is nearly tipped over! falling trees no one can hear! Marilyn monroe we see your underwear! god save the queen what is up with kudzu? SPUTNIK!
why is america not on the metric system? funny, converting everyone to religion, democracy, justice, English language, US use the Metric system? no thank you, quite happy yes. doing just fine if it's alright with you.
I thought all your jokes were funny I thought it's nosebleed was cute I don't know what you were trying to do on the other side of my life but that dress looks nice on you but your socks questionable try obedience once in a while dedicate your babies to the church and talk to your mom on the phone eat your broccoli.
idiot.
Congradulate me kids, that was fun.
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