tonari_no_totoro's Xanga

Work

Fri, 11 Jul 2008 11:11:31 GMT

Oh, darlin' save the last dance for me

The timesheets here at the office....so slow!

Forrest

independence

Sun, 06 Jul 2008 10:57:49 GMT

Sophie Ellis Bextor feat. Spiller - Groovejet (If this ain't love)

[ and if this ain't love, then why does it feel so good ]

Happy late 4th of July

I started my job on June 30th last week. It was all in the Frederick office; I am currently working on an elementary school and doing the preliminary drawing work (so I am a hack at this stage). I am supposed to be going between there and the office in Towson, but I have yet to go to Baltimore County, aside from when I went in for the interview.

[ who gives a fuck about an oxford comma ]

I mean, I always thought you NEEDED this "oxford" comma. It's important, useful, and easy to ensure the meaning is correct.

If I were to say, there are all sorts of fish; red, blue, red and blue, and green. Without the oxford comma...it would be so so confusing. Apparently it's optional in American grammar. Weird. I was never told. What's next, psh, to boldly split infinitives =P

Saw the fireworks by chance out the window of my apartment.

숲

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 10:28:18 GMT

"Do you believe in love at first sight...because I don't."
"I mean..."
"You do?"
"I am more realistic I guess...I believe in, a gut feeling....a few minutes in....but....but that doesn't sound nearly as romantic."

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Wed, 25 Jun 2008 22:28:23 GMT

sooooo...went to nyc on a terrific trip with cathy on both monday and tuesday. got back this morning and i am still exhausted! did so much though. don't think i could have asked for a much better time, frankly...just too good.

[ assorted free verse (because it's been awhile)]

it grew from the overwhelming please of just being near you

several thousand of them would flee by night fall. and none of them too soon.

Scendi dal mio letto scendi

The dissonant drone of the music through the tile wall was all that was left to remind him the world was not over.

the portico is no longer a lonely place

Scendi dal mio letto scendi

We can stand on top of a building looking to the sky. We can sit on a rock looking to the earth. We can lay on a dock gazing at the water. We can walk through the most desolate of alleys, the busiest of avenues. We can and we do.

Happiness is finding a pencil.

Forrest

PSpsPSpsPs

going back through my xanga, i discovered this song lyric and rap i made up after working at giant. hahaha

[ for a lonely soul, you're having such a nice time ]

deli meats and city streets can't match my wicked beats
i throw them, slice them, dice them, mince them, price them,
and then you wait for your number to be called, but nothing happens
just remember to stop talking shit when i be at the deli wrappin'

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 10:00:23 GMT

Though it may upset you, almost every time
as much as I dream before a goodbye
I could not imagine a better way to leave this world every night
Than thinking of you

And though I worry when I awake, every single moment
For the firestorm of annoyed remarks and personal offenses (I'd like you to know)
I could not imagine a better way to enter this world every day
Than thinking of you

whatever

Mon, 09 Jun 2008 10:53:56 GMT

when i woke up alone
holding my pillow tight
your eyes were there before me
open and free for me to see
as if you here, in sight
when i woke up alone

never before had i wished
holding my pillow tight
your eyes were here before me
brown and honest and kind
such understanding of my mind
and my fears, how do they flee

when i woke up, alone
as many mornings before
never had i wished
your eyes were here before me
open and free for me to see
when i woke up, alone.

You are what you love -- and not what loves you back

Fri, 16 May 2008 04:37:28 GMT

the limitations of media and how ekphrasis has evolved as a literary concept through time (ie Lessing)

that is what i should be writing about.

I accepted the job offer yesterday. I will be working in Frederick and in Towson, MD. I will work for a year whilst looking into job opps in Japan and different graduate programs. The Japan trip has been postponed to next summer.

This next week will be full of good times. I just need to get this paper in and I will be a lot less stressed out. It is due in 12 hours and it is a little less structured than a few bullets. I have no motivation any more. I got a job.

But I need to watch my GPA. Need to maintain.

[ whatever makes you happy, whatever you want, you're so very special ]

i guess in regards to the rest of my life I am doing well. It is a day by day how I feel.

VEIP
watch ironman
call dentist

I met some dude with torret's today.

forr

Gothic Flavor, how I miss you.

Sat, 08 Mar 2008 16:07:34 GMT

Don't stop me now.

I graduate in a few weeks. Just about two months and I will be done with my undergraduate studies. I am looking into where to go to Japan for the summer break, and also beginning to worry about my future, immediate future, in reference to my job. I don't know why I decided to start writing. I should be working.

Forr

Stars Fading But I linger on Dear

Thu, 14 Feb 2008 00:04:37 GMT

Stars shining bright above you.
Night breezes seem to whisper I love you
Bird singing in the Sycamore tree
"dream a little dream of me"
say "nighty night and kiss me"
just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
while i am all alone
and blue as can be
dream a little dream of me.
____________________________________

Vivaldi's Winter Full Blast.

The cold rain soaks the pores as I run to my messy apartment and
The phone remains undisturbed and my work desk untouched.
The distant echoes of others sprinting through the mists of the night

You can't resist her. She's in your bones. She is your marrow and you ride home.
You can't avoid her. She's in the air. In between molecules of oxygen and carbon monoxide.

Only in Dreams....we'll see what it means. Reach out our hands and hold on to hers, but when we wake, it's all been erased. And so it seems, only in dreams.

You walk up to her. Ask her to dance. She says "Hey Baby I just might take the chance."
You say "it's a good thing, that you float in the air. That way there's no way I can crush you toenails into a thousand pieces."

Only in Dreams....we'll see what it means. Reach out our hands and hold on to hers, but when we wake, it's all been erased. And so it seems, only in dreams.

Only in dreams.
Only in dreams.
Only in dreams.
Only in dreams.
Only in dreams!
Only in dreams!
Only in dreams!

Only in dreams......................

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Sun, 03 Feb 2008 23:36:14 GMT

Maybe that's what love is. A way to maintain a constant in a volatile, always changing world. Even we change. And without love of another, we get scared of that change, because what can we hold on to? I don't know. Maybe.

Forr