happy birthday to me on mooonday... unfortunalty i have classes all day long, so i cannot stop to celebrate my twentieth year on this eath untill evening. i am starting my celebrations tommorrow evening, with the artwalk, my sister and boyfriend shall be escorting me, it is made doubly nice by the fact that on of my linocut prints is being exbited in the comminity college art show. very hard to get into this year so i am very grateful to be in it. then saterday to dinner with the boyfriend, then pick up my artwork if nobody has bought it, the pricetag is $50ish. maybe, it would be nice to cover the cost of buying my supplies for the class, at least some of the cost, art classes are expensive.

mmmhmmm

oh joy, life is at its best... right? i have supposedly blossomed into some sort of desirable young leggy thing that all the men would love to have. well, thats not what i want. there is no respect in the blind lust that our society encourages. "omg look at her tits!mmmhmmm and that fiiiine ass, i would looove to hit dat." yeah, i think not.

summer dreams

my summer:
early mornings, hot sweaty days lost in a factory putting boxes in boxes. trying desperatly to make time to create art, meet and hang out with friends, spend time with my beloved, and not get lost in the overwhelming tide of stressfulness of working 50 hours a week.
Although, he did as a present to us, buy season passes to a localish theme park. My family goes camping in the summer for weeks on end, and I join them for weekends when i can, the camping place is about 4 hours drive from where we live, so the drive is daunting. But the theme park is less than an hour from where we camp, so we hope to go ride rollercoasters on the weekends fairly often this summer. I cant wait.
I dont have a specific reading list for this summer, working asd much as I will be, but oddly enough, i read more in the summer than at any other time. Its mainly because I get a half an hour lunch break that i spend in my car reading.
Hopefully this summer will be a good summer, which to me means good relationship happenings, a tan, and lots of fun, and not not not getting to overwhelmed with work.

this summers hair cut..wish me luck

life in general

well, i got paid for my illastration work. i have been so tempted to go out and have a spending spree, but i shall try to wait untill i know exactly what i want else i shall save it.

spring break

is it pathetic of me to say that I cannot wait for spring break to be over... not that i miss my classes..just my art ones, not astronomy, espeacially astronomy. But, its thursday and I already have 40 hours in at work, and tomorrow another ten will be added to that sum... this makes me sad, becasue it is how i am going to be spending my summer... cooped up inside a factory.

CONDOM DAY

So, today community colleges around the US are giving away free condoms in anticipation of spring break. The frenzy of just out of high school pimple faced abercrombie wearing teens grabbing at the chance of free latex to sheath their sallow ambitions is quite pathetic. As if condoms are way expensive, or that they exist for free things, or even worse, the only time that they get or use condoms is when they are given to them for free. So stuff you purse, stuff your pockets, or better yet, save yourself from the fear of stds and aids, wait for marriage, ABSTINENCE!

french vanilla

at the moment my beloved is complaining about missing our tv show to make me my favorite ice cream dish...which includes melted peanut butter, chocolate syrup, and ice cream... i suppose i should cut him some slack. As i cut his hair tonight, i nipped his ear a tad...but it didnt bleed so, its all good. maybe the next commercial break...

past memories

my past is mine and mine alone, the memories that connect us are shared but are owned by perspective. What seemed to you as innocent times, were for me, horror films come true in the haymow. A seven year olds stockings, opaque and white, crumpled
thrown on the floor, as he bent over me, and his breath was in my hair.

la familai

Is there anything more comforting and distressing as family? Mine happens to be a bit larger than normal. But the premise is still the same. As I sit here at my computer, I can hear the sounds of two or three of them bickering, the teapot whisltling, the opiate television lulling four or five of them into a peaceful catonic state of sleepiness. and the rest of them are creeping about trying to avoid thier bedtime. My family numbers fifeteen, two parents, four sons, and nine daughters, and I am the oldest.

So, I am gonna try to do the blog thing again, we will see, I usually get way busy and forget about it for forever, so this time hopefully i can update once or twice a week. I warn you, I am opinionated about many things, and I am unrepentant about those opinions. I attend community college, i am an art magor, i like old things and drink tea as if I am worried it will be banned.

why?

this doesn't happen here, not at home, this kind of thing happens somewhere else. Far away else. Yet, it did, it does, it happened. How do you go on? Daily life will resume, and everyone who wasn't affected will be able to slowly regain a feeling of normalcy, it is already happening.