Heals The Original Dryness

Heals The Original Dryness

i am no longer a faerie





it was not vanity that drew her to the mirror;
it was the amazement at seeing her own "I."
-the unbearable lightness of being

7.13.2001

 
quick blog-ness, b/c this was an active day, but quick b/c i'm tired and i've been feeling light headed... ironic, when one is light headed yet one's head feels heavy as it is resting in one's hand. heh

anyway, woke up a bit later than i shoudl have b/c my dream was way too interesting to leave when my alarm went off so i just turned it off and woke up 2 hours later. AND it was really weird the people in my neighbor;s back yard who are like fixing or painting their roof or something, one of them was talking about the movie sexy beast, and bryy had told me he went to see sexy beast the day before. it felt QUITE sureal.

so anyway, i get up to find no one home other than myself and josie, so that means i have to get to a bus or shuttle stop to get to the train station. so i drink a glass of chocolate milk, take a quick shower, throw my stuff together (including my make up kit because i have no eyebrows, and was too stupid to just pick up the eyebrow pencil...) and walk briskly out the door and through the san jose state campus, all this time feeling lightheaded and a bit dizzy, but i some how managed to keep myself upright and plow through. when i got to the shuttle stop i felt like i could faint, but i chugged half of my water and sat in the shade and felt better.

get to palo alto. bryy and i go to pizza for food. talk about people, and i randomly burst into song as i usually do. go over to his house, i forget specificly why, it had to do with waiting to film teen theory with people that never called and having me register for classes, which i didn't do, but i got a lot of the instructional reading done, so when i get around to it i'll be more informed. more random singing. it's actually "auto-de-te" from candide by bernstein, not "the spanish inquisition song". that's completely different. anyway, then due to the absence of one of the filming members, we got paz to film as well. it was fun. i stole her pants, case she was going to wear mine for filming so i borrowed a pair of her jeans, and she let me keep them. i was realizing later, they very much have an "essence of paz" feel to them. ("essence of paz", soon to be a perfume in a series including "happiness of Aileen", and "wrath of God". don't ask, we're weird people)

anyway, the becca showed up and we filmed a bit with her, then went back to bryy's house and were being very silly people while bryy worked away at putting together semester two of teen theory. his little brother thought we were VERY weird, it was highly amusing, we were having way too much fun like that. later when i started going off about the history of my social life, because there was lots of footage of neil, and i miss the boy, so i couldn't help but be effected a bit, she suggests we go into another room, so i pull myself along with my elbows in a sort of dead leg army crawl, it was way too much fun. but then when we got past bryy's room, his borther decides to abandon it, and the hallway was way too narrow to turn around in, in my possition, so i had to get up and actually crawl.

when i get in a mode where i'm explaining or talking about myself, i really have to see it through. at random times we'd go off topic but i'd really pull it back to my topic. it was really interesting for me to notice that. usually when i get into my rants or things about my life, i'm on the phone or something, and i just talk until i'm done. but at bryy's there were several other things happening so i'd get interupted, but me still in "i'm talking about myself, let me do so" mode. it probably could have been bad, but i think she was enjoying my story.

much danceing, cheerleading, popcorn, giggling silliness, and stuff later, we get to a train station, and they wait until mine come's. the northbound one came before the other, and becca thought it was mine so she gives me a big "good bye!" hug, but... it wasn't my train... but to keep things even i give bryy a hug too. big hug. becca's at the side exclaiming "he's touching her breasts!" "shut up!! they're just huge around my period!", then had a "hey, what would jonathan think" moment. i could just see him sitting somewhere and then just turning and saying "whoa, did you feel that? a disturbance in the force..." or something. we were being way too silly ;) fun-ness...

this is what you get when you hang out with me at 11 pm with caffine in my system...
Quoth the Raven  # 12:40 AM
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