"Are people so unhappy when they love?"
"Yes, when they love and are unsure of being loved in return . . ."
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cheesecakes are my favorite.
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23.6.02
today is my birthday. i am seventeen now.
i have the lord of the rings soundtrack, and ian gave me another whitney's sampler. this time it's volume 2: road trip. fun stuff.
2:46 PM
22.6.02
well, we got our dsl line and it is wonderful! it's fast fast fast. and now i can blog more, if i can manage to get the time.
we had a recital at our house on thursday. there were far too many people, but seeing little ten year old nicholas' face light up when i walked into the room made it all worth it.
there are far too many people at my house right now. seven plus our family, which makes twelve. and half of them are under the age of eleven. it is rather stressful. but i'm happy.
i was sitting in the dining room today, just chilling and sipping on my coke float that allison made for me when suddenly the first paragraph of a story hit me in the head and and so i wrote it down on a napkin. here is is:
There once was a town called Nowheresville. That wasn't its real name, but that's what everyone called it, so the younger generation didn't know its real name. If you addressed a letter to Nowheresville, USA, the mailman knew where to take it. The name suited the town well. It was small, friendly and smack in the middle of the Great Plains without any neighbors as far as anyone could see or even travel in an hour.
oh my gosh. my sister just informed me that there is a mouse about two feet away from where i have to sleep tonight. i am not a happy camper.
it is dusk
night is coming
it always does
feel the darkness
know its power
give in to it
let it consume you
let it hold you
take you under
don't worry, i'm all right.
today is my last day of sixteenness.
11:46 PM
17.6.02
hi. i really am here. i haven't just fallen off the face of the earth, but my internet time is highly limited (as is my time), so i can't be on here much.
i planted some purple flower seeds yesterday. they're on the roof in paint trays because i couldn't find anything else that was flat and deep that i could use. i hope they grow.
the roof is the best place to be, except in transylvania. that's part of our house, but you'll just have to ask.
i am too stressed for words. not all the time; i do have positively marvelous breaks every now and then, like when i have to take your younger sister home and i end up staying to sit in driveway in the sun talking about things, or when you call with perfect and uncanny timing or when i finally decide i just don't care and go run around in the field catching fireflies.
mom and i have been having good talks lately though.
9:14 AM
1.6.02
tonight i went to a "ball." i think the idea was for it to be very civilized, but it wasn't...mostly. but it was uncivilized in a good way.
when we got there, everyone looked perfect. all the clothes were smooth, every hair was in place and everyone was fresh and beautiful. at the end, the clothes were wrinkled and sweaty, hair had fallen down and curls had come out, feet hurt and backs ached and everyone was tired, but they were still beautiful. everyone was breathless, smiling and happy.
i've had my princess evening, and now it's time to go upstairs and take my hair down and necklace off, then come back downstairs and change into my pyjamas and go back to being just whitney.
but that's ok.
12:42 AM
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