Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Run, rabbit, run.


It's been a while since I posted.

Life took me by surprise yet again.

The lows it throws at me are astounding, but after a few weeks of earl grey and nag champa and Beatles therapy, I seem to be doing much better, indeed. I find myself smiling, laughing, feeling light and airy. I suppose this is my 'high' time, what with the risky, energetic behaviour I've engaged in. Perhaps my judgment is poor, but I feel alive once again.

Spring has sprung early in my mind, and I am once again writing and singing and sleeping soundly, though sometimes my pillows and cheeks are a tad wet when I wake up and it does, still, take me a while to fall into slumber. Such is the insomnia. That will never change.


A new college is what is in fashion, I suppose, and I do enjoy this one far more than the last, even if I am living at home through this. The classes are lovely, and I take many night courses, so my schedule fits nicely with my night owl tendencies. I am writing odes to the new characters I come across every day. They make me smile and sigh and be thankful the world is such a colourful place yet again, even in this cold, grey winter.


My friends go to this college. Two had gone last semester, and one of those two, a small, pretty, delicate, birdlike girl with tiny bones and wispy hair happened to be in two of my classes with me. The other of the two, a dark haired, elegant and slender and all to beautiful girl, carpools with us to our late night abnormal psychology class. The last of my friends who goes there caught me by surprise, as until two days ago she was supposed to be six hours away. This girl is one of my very best friends, and has been for so very, very many years. She is absolutely stunning with her hourglass figure and mile-long legs. But her mind and her heart.. they are the most beautiful parts.


All of these lovely ladies are going to give me a complex. Oh, dear.


I have a new tattoo, a darling little seahorse on my right foot. Soon enough, I will get it's pair, the owl, on my left. And then I am off to have my right side done with the moon that was designed for me by my other best friend. Somewhere in between those will be some facial piercings. Nothing too much, but a little stud in my nose and a bar in my left brow. I will feel alternative and hip and perhaps somewhat pretty.

I do hope I feel pretty.

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