:: Idle Neurosis ::

:: Thursday, November 28, 2002 ::

Happy Turkey Day and So Forth...

it definitely feels good to be at home. i didnt realize how much i missed the idiosyncrasies of everyday life here. but sometimes i catch myself reverting back to my preconceived notions of this town and the people; though it is true that gossips as good as gospel in this town. i cant let myself get caught back in that web. when i do, i lose everything i have learned over the past two years. remember; ya must not let outside influences dilute or infect your state of mind.

but nonetheless; its good to be here...my family, my friends, my cats...and little things; the way my house is absolutely fucking freezing because my father is the heat nazi, my brothers and i laughing as we watch the simpsons...my cat and how deaf he's become...not that we laugh at his misfortune; but he's a riot....ya know, shit like that...its crazsy; this will be my permanent residence again soon...but only for the next three in a half months...and its a little less than two weeks and i'm out of blormal...it creates a melancholy which worms its way through my body, but a relief at the same time...i cant explain it...it sucked packin up half my shit, my side of the room empty...i will miss school to an unbelievable extent; but i will be able to breathe here again...and look at things in a different light and take advantage of this time/location.

alright~sorry about that, just had to get those serious things off my chest....oh wait; chicas~ this is what i was referencing to last night...i found it, ya knew i would...

blah blah blah...well, i cant think of anything else to say...i'll return w/ something more entertaining soon...this weekend i'm sure; for i will do my best to avoid unpackin my shit, doin laundry, and gag me~studying for finals...

so i had this contemplation...i'm thinkin a may do a double minor...i'm not sure if thats even possible..so i'll have to find out...but i'm just in love with my literary narrative class....so a major in International Communications w/ a minor in spanish and in english... if i could, i would major in everything...sometimes there's a hunger of knowledge inside me and i cant seem to get full...

everyone eat massive amounts of food; i sure will...not that ISU doesnt provide fine dining services but ya can only handle so much of that shit. theres nothin like ma's home cookin...

on another quick tangent; a friend had asked me why i didnt believe in love and i just wanted to correct him...i do; i said that phrase out of a fit of emotional damage...i do believe in love but its hard sometimes...this unique and undescribable concept has hurt me and kept me up more nights than a care to count...

it got worse~
the current world is unexplainable
like the first verse.
trippin, flippin,
alone with no sense of
why or time.
me, myself,
and...
you.
what?
cant even explain how i just paused in thought
and got you on my mind.
chaos reigns~
so the beat stutters three times.
a ringing phone,
wait.
stellar lady:: Anonymous 3:06 PM [+] ::
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