usually i am not one to make new years resolutions. however, as it is not only a new year, but a new decade as well, i feel it is a good time to attempt new beginnings. a new decade makes me feel uncomfortable. it is only a mark of time within society, so i suppose i could just ignore it. is it tangible? these days tangibility is always escaping me. hopefully posting some of these thoughts on my blog will help me remind me what i am trying to achieve for my personal state of mind and mentality.
for 2010: i will be on time. not just to class, but everywhere. maybe i will even be early. i will sleep fewer hours during the day. i will make a conscious effort to use spare time more effectively. i will be more passionate about my classes. i will work on creative endeavors at my own pace, and i will accomplish them. i will exercise moderately; hopefully this will make me more mentally alert and less lethargic. hopefully. i will try not to let the actions of others so actively effect my emotions. i will try to be more independent. i will try to be less obsessive of selective people, but instead i will try to meet more people and attempt to enjoy socializing. i will make an effort to minimize my anxiety.
i will try to be less needy. i am sorry for needing you.
1.09.2010
11.20.2009
melanoma
that day we watched the seagulls steal our lunch.
by the bay by the beach
claire says, be careful of the sun.
where it tries to intervene:
melanoma
helpless, you swallowed your laughter as
my eyes became damp over the loss of a sandwich.
your windows:
a lack of screens or shutters
zip-lock bags were no match for beaks.
a bouquet of tastes: a sample of this coming winter
instead,
we collected sea glass along the shoreline,
primarily in the hue of roses.
and the wind is like the wind
in most places
it wasn’t until later that we learned of the sewage being drained into the ocean.
home smells of every memory, i am the last to admit
but, i suppose, where did we think the waste was going, after all?
and your bed is like the beds
in most places,
please keep your sorrows buried under your tongue.
though perhaps it creaks a little more
if this lingers for too long.
by the bay by the beach
claire says, be careful of the sun.
where it tries to intervene:
melanoma
helpless, you swallowed your laughter as
my eyes became damp over the loss of a sandwich.
your windows:
a lack of screens or shutters
zip-lock bags were no match for beaks.
a bouquet of tastes: a sample of this coming winter
instead,
we collected sea glass along the shoreline,
primarily in the hue of roses.
and the wind is like the wind
in most places
it wasn’t until later that we learned of the sewage being drained into the ocean.
home smells of every memory, i am the last to admit
but, i suppose, where did we think the waste was going, after all?
and your bed is like the beds
in most places,
please keep your sorrows buried under your tongue.
though perhaps it creaks a little more
if this lingers for too long.
9.23.2009
thought that i saw you, it was just someone else. why do
we search for what we search for what we search for what.
the principle of the matter being: you left me waiting.
9.13.2009
9.05.2009
8.17.2009
probably we should actually not be friends,
because i will just end up sleeping with you and you
will just stop returning my phone calls.
because i will just end up sleeping with you and you
will just stop returning my phone calls.
8.16.2009
new blog
an update for anyone passing by: there is a new blog i have created (what we had for breakfast), which will feature primarily photography (there will be photos there very, very soon). whereas, this blog will continue with writing & other endeavors.
8.11.2009
8.04.2009
7.17.2009
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