Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Who, me?
I really enjoy company and going out, but maybe I need to give myself a bit solitude and isolation for a while.
(unless I'm not the initiator, then I'll go out)
Just need to find myself again.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Clearing up the Muddiness
Finally, during my last week of break I can SEE again.
YES YES YES!
By that I mean I've finally got my head back in the right place
Aimin' for nothing but self improvement in all aspects.
Hello again, Vivian.
:)
I've finally recovered from my cold. NEVER GET SEASONAL FLU SHOTS. I spend all last week with my cousin Erica when she and her fam flew down to visit California for the first time in 4 years. It brought the family together and everything was perfect. I miss her already.
Gotta work hard this week to try and work off all the holiday feasting.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Some Things Never Change
7/07
i'm good at wasting time and tetris. i love to love and i hate to hate and i don't know a whole lot about a whole lot. i'm messy and i get charcoal all over myself and even when i use ink it ends up all over my palms. i like morning conversations at coffee shops and losing sleep to late night laughs. i like friends and words and cold weather and warmth and singing but only when the music is on so loud nobody can hear me.
I like sunshine, sunshine with rain, surprises, optimistic people, cousins, baking, making music, drawing, trying to sing, pumpkin, holidays, parties, beaches, walks, hiking, shadows, piano, night life, sketchbooks, magazines, movies at home, tight hugs, occasional solitude, distractions, margaritas, my best friends, being happy, genuineness, stories, grunge style, itunes, stars, quiet nights, focus, inspiration, Pixar, House, adventures, shows,
I will go do that right now.
Happy Holidays,
Vivian
Friday, December 18, 2009
scribbled nonsense in the middle of the night before the last month had passed (but slightly altered...)
The desired disease for
the goblins' last summer
15 hundred feet beneath the moisturous ground
of dirt, mud, and rocks on this
mucky sphere we call Earth...
where the sounds
where the music
where death
really comes from
green, tangled, dark, and feared,
we call it
the goblins' home.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
damn
my artistic confidence is at an all time low but wait-
for once this is a good thing because I feel so driven feel so inspired feel so ambitious right now
To Translate a mind's mess into a simple day's plan:
-gym
-T.O. library park to draw
and draw
and draw
and draw
until my wrist hurts
-see some friends later
Today will be my first productive day since being Home.
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