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| I love intersession. I love not having to worry about anything for an entire week. I love spending time with friends. I love sleeping in. I love watching movies. I love partying! I've spent this entire evening baking brownies, chocolate chip butterscotch oatmeal cookies, and two pizzas with my best friend for the party tonight. Therefore
Place to be? CANADAY COMMON ROOM
When? TONIGHT
What time? 10 PM-1 AM
Why? B/C IT'S A WEIJALAINEY PARTYYYYY!!!
hey yea, it's weij, i'm just posting this cause i dunno
if lainey wants it posted, but she's gone rite now.. lol i need
my internet explorer back.. hahaha okay.
buh bye,
<3 lainey in spirit | | |
| wow, I can't believe that tonight is the last night that I'll spend at
home for at least another four months. Nothing else has taught me more
how ephemeral two weeks can be than this past winter break. I'm sitting
here trying to get my unruly printers to cooperate with me to print my
boarding passes, and the only thing I can do in the meantime is wonder
how on earth I've managed to let two weeks refriggindiculously slip by
me. While I'm at home, I miss people at school, and yet, while I'm at
school, I miss home. Is there any point in any of this in which a part
of me won't be sad about something? I suppose not...
Last night, my mom and I decided to randomly drive around my old
neighborhood across the freeway on a Christmas lights sightseeing
adventure. It was a lot of fun. Every time we passed by a house that
still had its lights up, we would ooooh and aaaaaah and giggle like
little kids. Our laughter would resound through the car. And then we
would stop abruptly, self conscious of our immaturity, look at each
other, and break out into another round of uncontrollable laughter. I
remembered that there was this one house that put up the most fantastic
display every year, so we drove around trying to find it, but alas, it
was all in vain. Some things change, and some things stay the same...
Today I spent the closest half hour with my dad that I have ever shared
in our entire history. I learned so much, and I'm grateful for it. I
will forever cherish that little Arby's diner in my memory. :)
I've been in such a sentimental mood lately. I've taken practically 70
pictures of home in a matter of 3 days. Although I've never fully
identified with my "home" much previously nor felt such a strong
affection for its...ahem...for lack of a better
term...heat-stroke-and-lung-cancer-inducing qualities, I do feel sad
about leaving it again. To a great extent, I'm not sad over the
physical place so much as the people and the memories that remain
behind. I've visited a lot of people and places over the past two
weeks, and yet, I still did not have the chance to see everyone and
everything that I wanted to see. argh.
And now I'm off to another home--a home away from home that is becoming more like home than home could ever feel home-y...
Let bygones be bygones, and bring on the new year!
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| hey babes, i'm home! :D hit me up if you wanna be up to no good
I spent today being the typical housewife, drove all around running errands and cooked dinner for my family. oi vey...
Home feels so warm, cozy, relaxing as compared to school. Everything
runs at such a slow tempo. It's refreshing and yet ironic because I
always assumed that by virtue of living in the thick of one of the
biggest and fattest cities of America, my life was hectic and fast
paced. heh, took a couple hundred miles and a couple of months to gain
a little perspective.
Everything looks the same except for some extra construction projects
that are incessantly appearing and reappearing in reminiscent ghostly
form somewhere else around the city. It's like the big dig--it'll never
go away...
I can't shake the feeling of floating around like a ghost up to its old
haunts. It's not really upsetting so much as a persistent nagging
uneasiness that I've grown out of a niche to which I can never fully
return, not that I would want to, I suppose. I guess on some level it
is a little disconcerting to know that you are beyond a point of no
return, that you are forging ahead into uncharted personal territory.
You're on your own, and the opening to your previous dark cave has
collapsed onto itself. You are so intoxicated with the freedom shock
that at first you do not really realize it until you come to a point
when you stop and turn around, and that safe haven just isn't there
anymore. A little frightening and yet at the same time, so wonderfully
exciting. I have a feeling that home will forever be just a base that I
touch every now and then on my way around the field of the future. My
mom is having an extremely difficult time dealing with that and coming
to terms with it, but I'm hoping that she'll come around to viewing it
as a chance to finally get around to doing things that she herself has
always put off for the sake of her children. It's her chance to live
life too.
okie, it's getting late at night, and I'm starting to get mellow and
pensive...hmm...not a good combination. tis time to say g'night.
g'night!
ah yes, almost forgot: christmas caroling at klo's tomorrow at 8 pm, do come if you can. you must. it's tradition! :)
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| aight babes, i'm out for at least three weeks. i'm going to miss you guys so much. don't have too much fun without me, and i promise to take lots of pics. enjoy the "lovely" weather here b/c i'm sure going to melt over there. in the meanwhile, i'm starting a jeffstar eprop marathon.
my goal: AS MANY EPROPZ AS I CAN GET
LEAVE ME SOME LOVE, YALL   
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| wow.
we're high school graduates now?
unreal. | | |
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