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I had to say goodbye to

cerberos today, and it really drove home how this is the end of the year. Ack! It's hard because Meredith really was one of the best parts of second semester. She's so at home in life and accepting of her position of it that it's truly awe-inspiring. Not to mention she makes me laugh and we can do the penis pony (better not ask) and exchange music and squee over stuff together. Sometimes I worry that I'm driving her insane, because I drive myself insane, so how could I not do the same to her, BUT she seems pretty excepting of my nuttiness. Although perhaps one day it shall all come bursting out and I shall have to run and hide. Also, I'm totally stealing her mother.

After she left Kaley and I had dinner and then hiked up science hill in the darkness. It was such a nice night and we found Farnam Memorial Park (amazing little place by the way). I looked at my watch and was like, AWWW fuck, of course I managed to miss Supernatural. A little ridiculous because I spent the entire day being like there will be nothing to stop me seeing this come hell and highwater.

Oh sigh.

Love you all. And I'm going, going, back to Cali, Cali. See you on flip side, bitchez.

Current Mood: satisfied
Current Music: Mother, We Just Can't Get Enough- New Radicals

[	mood	\|	I don't even know	]
[	music	\|	James Blunt-High	]

It's funny how autumn always makes me feel like I'm getting old. I don't mean old like denture cream and walkers and orthopedic shoes, I mean old like I'll never be a kid again. It's funny how you never thing you're going to miss being young. I was walking to the classics library tonight to get some work done and the sky was bright red, rain just pouring down all over the place.

I was listening to Cary Brothers "Ride" and suddenly I could remember pressing my face to the second story bay window at the Ryan Court House, waiting for my dad to come home. I could smell it. See it. I remember talking to myself about marauding warriors and proud queen's, just waiting to see his car driving up. And always, there was the ache of missing my mom. It feels like whenever I was with my dad, all I ever wanted was my mom.

And I didn't hide it, I'm sorry daddy.

I hope I make you guys proud.

[	mood	\|	introspective	]
[	music	\|	Street Fighting Man- The Rolling Stones	]

Tomorrow is my last full day in California, and by extension, my last time with my car. I'm excited for College, really, but there's a lot of stuff that I'm leaving behind. Most of my good friends are staying in California for college, with the exception of Lynne, who'll be at Cornell (only 6 hours away). I'm going to miss Cafe Brioche, Piazza's, bookbuyers, and Fresh Produce. And of course, I'll miss my friends.

It was a great summer, inspite of arm breakage, cervical vertebrae re-allignment, fights with my parents, and my mother's move to Woodside. I wish it could go on forever. The airline I'm taking to get to Hartford is also completely shady, and I wish I didn't have to go through Salt Lake City, but there you have it. Now I wish I was hungry, because I have this really great pasta to eat, but I just had too much vegetable tempura for lunch!

to whom it may concern . . .life is good, life will be good, even when the sun doesn't come out for weeks on end and I'll be drugged to the gills on Selective Serotonin Re-uptake Inhibitors.

[	mood	\|	cheered	]
[	music	\|	I Feel You-Depeche Mode	]

I saw Cache today, a very strange movie. Not really much to say about it, except that with every Daniel Auteil movie I see, I'm continually surprised with his acting talent. But it was a VERY strange movie. Also, Katie said she'd go with me to see that movie with Antonio Banderas and ballroom dancing. An irresistable combination I tell you.

I am, at current, quite loaded down my good things to eat, which is, of course, always a plus (most of the commas in that sentence have to be wrong). I have Honest Tea, Chai concentrate, popcorn, alfredo sauce, madeleines, unsalted bavarian pretzels (pretzels are the one thing I do not enjoy salt on, I'm strange that way), and of course, the crowning glory, MARMELADE. How exciting.

Did the enneagram with Flo and Colleen. Both Colleen and I were awarded the synopsis of "probably were abused as children" as the reason for our current personality. Er, okay? I'm a number 8 with strong 1 and 4 wings. Basically that means I'm a perfection seeking romantic asserter. So a romantic bitch? Sounds strangely right.

to whom it may concern . . .I have actually followed my writing deadlines. Which means Chapter two of Can't Put a Word to the Feeling will be up the minute that Colleen gets it back to me. lindas_muse, I adore you for being so fast.

( you know you want to know what it is I found . . .uhuh )

[	mood	\|	downcast	]
[	music	\|	Beast of Burden-The Rolling Stones	]

Had soccer practice today, my knee hurt like a bitch but it was okay anyway. Lynne and I hung out for a bit, that was nice. I can't really explain however, why my mood is so foul. We had our third Young Democrats meeting, it went pretty well. They talk a little too much, as I'm sure you guys have noticed from my ranting, but I love them anyway. Listening to the Summer of '69 has made me happily nostalgic.

to whom it may concern . . .I've decided to add a picture to every entry . . .so get READY

( sinking beneath the sand )

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