Chris
Edmund
Zack
Richard
Tom
Edward
Padriac
David
Dan
Greg
Marbles/Jake
The Hungarian
Randy
Matt
Monday, December 26, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
mio amore
I stared at him in the disjointed light, diced by the venetian blinds. I knew he'd always remember this moment. He'd think of how he felt. How my red nails looked against his skin.
His eyes were so telling. All the pain and confusion and hurt. It was so raw. But I wasn't afraid.
I just wanted him to stop hurting.
His eyes were so telling. All the pain and confusion and hurt. It was so raw. But I wasn't afraid.
I just wanted him to stop hurting.
Friday, December 16, 2011
The Fall
45 minutes ago I got off the phone with my Aunt.
The conversation reaffirmed my philosophy of family: You can pick your nose, your friends, but relatives, like nipples, are just something you're stuck with.
There are those families who are all pretty supportive of each other and have holidays to catch up on each other's lives and share gossip. That's not my family.
My family is wealthy, at least my mother's side. Even if they don't have money, they act as if they do. Business attire, never casual. Always busy. Always professional.
Anyways, next week, Christmas, I'll be with my boyfriend. His grandmother is having dinner at her home. I say "I'm going to go visit an elderly widowed woman who would love to see me on Christmas." Most stable people would react with, "Oh, that's sweet. Hope you have a nice time, sorry you'll be missing our (Insert blank)", or "Have fun, tell her I said hello!". Not "I really am surprised at this decision. I've always been level with you. I can't fathom why you would go that weekend. You're on Winter Break right now, aren't you? After all your parents have done for you, and what they have been through...missing Christmas with them, I can't understand"
I guess I could have lied and called in sick.
The conversation reaffirmed my philosophy of family: You can pick your nose, your friends, but relatives, like nipples, are just something you're stuck with.
There are those families who are all pretty supportive of each other and have holidays to catch up on each other's lives and share gossip. That's not my family.
My family is wealthy, at least my mother's side. Even if they don't have money, they act as if they do. Business attire, never casual. Always busy. Always professional.
Anyways, next week, Christmas, I'll be with my boyfriend. His grandmother is having dinner at her home. I say "I'm going to go visit an elderly widowed woman who would love to see me on Christmas." Most stable people would react with, "Oh, that's sweet. Hope you have a nice time, sorry you'll be missing our (Insert blank)", or "Have fun, tell her I said hello!". Not "I really am surprised at this decision. I've always been level with you. I can't fathom why you would go that weekend. You're on Winter Break right now, aren't you? After all your parents have done for you, and what they have been through...missing Christmas with them, I can't understand"
I guess I could have lied and called in sick.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Life. Success
Every minutes of everyday I think about the millions of little steps I can take to success. What people do I need to talk to. What risks should I take. Who do I need to call?
Will it all pan out?
Will I achieve my dreams?
Will it all pan out?
Will I achieve my dreams?
Friday, December 2, 2011
Utopia. Rough version
People as a group try to achieve perfection but you cannot suppress human desire.
Texts: Watchmen, The Shakers, More's Utopia, Genesis, Plato's Republic.
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