Day 19: I think we need a break from each other... a spring break.

Yes, my laptop is named Jane. No, I'm not going to explain why; I think it's important for you to figure out the reference yourself. I'm still waiting for Jane to talk back to me...

So if you didn't watch the video (yay it uploaded!) or are on Facebook and haven't yet decided to follow Widdershin Writings (yes, that was shameless self-promotion) at its blogger home, I finished my last final this morning. Like my philosophy final yesterday, it went by so fast I'm almost worried I bombed it. In fact, I know there were 3 problems I got wrong because I turned the page to them, said to myself "What the fark?!" and moved on to the next problem.

I finished with that, finished preparing my taxes, cleaned and packed and have spent the rest of the afternoon feeling poetic, the results of which will most likely appear below.

Below:
If you didn't know this already, I name my electronics. Marshall is the name of one.

Marshall

Through a tiny lens peering
Looking you in the eye with uncanny intensity.
Take me, they say.
Take me far away from where I am so I can be with you.
The irrelevancies compound, melting under the heat of this gaze.
Say those words, so sense memory can take over.
A shudder slip-sliding down the spine
involuntary
Don’t navigate away, even as you stay in plain sight
The distance grows without any movement

Day 18: Charlie's Favorite Number

I know they probably aren't reading this, but a big birthday shout-out to my Brother and my friend Becca today. One is turning 20 and the other is turning 17! If you know Sherbert or my bubbles buddy, holla back to them.

There was supposed to be a video here, but it yet again, my camera resolution was too high and the video was too big a file to upload in a timely manner (I sat here for at least 2 hours). I'll try again tomorrow.

I'm feeling very ambivalent about my Philosophy final right now. I finished it in half an hour... which for a final just seems wrong. But at the same time, I wasn't the only one who thought it was easy, so I shouldn't be too worried right?

Grawr.

... :)?
Did I just say "Grawr?" This isn't a bad thing, but I think Ahren is beginning to affect me. I would say rub off, but the connotations of it just make the potential for innuendo too great. Either way, I'm picking up on some of his mannerisms and phrases, just like how I picked up my constant use of Saweet from Dani.

It's interesting how we do that; pick up on the characteristics of the people around us and adopt them as our own, often without it being a conscious decision.

Day 17: Saint Patrick's Day

This was actually supposed to be posted this morning, but Blogger is having trouble uploading the video. I checked the video... and I had the camera resolution set so high that it was a 3 gig video file... for about 2 minutes... Yeah... oops.

So I realized today that because I failed to post this weekend, my blog count is now exactly on time with the month of March, because I am on Day 17, and it's March 17th. Go figure.

I'm really in a strange mood right now... I kind of don't want to study or really do anything for my pending finals, it just feels so close to the end, which I'm sure many people can agree with. So many things have been happening recently it seems, and classes just seem kind of inconsequential in comparison. But, I'll hunker down eventually. Though I may not care about getting a perfect A in all my classes, it would be a complete waste of time and money for me to fail.

This picture is of a squirrel I saw one day while walking between classes. He (she?) was digging around inside the garbage can and I just found it so amusing that I had to take a picture. I was so scared that if I got too close the squirrel would notice me and run away before I could get the shot, but it worked out in the end, so I have no reason to complain I guess.

But really, I should be writing that essay for my Anthro class, wouldn't want to let my group down by not getting my part finished. But at the same time, I have until 1, and that just feels like so far away.

Day16: I took the weekend off

It's been a long weekend... full of surprises, firsts, happiness and mostly a sense of love. I didn't do diddly as far as studying for my finals goes, but I think I got something else that I needed far more.



Anyways, I wrote this poem...
And I think it's worth sharing. So here it is:

Touch of a double-edged point

An angel in disguise sits before me:
Tousle-tossed hair askew.
He carries worlds on his shoulders;
a shining sun in a population of shadows.
He wears my shirt (it looks good on him),
and his voice carries across time-zones:
a message of hope to a troubled soul.
His eyes search me as I write this
finding nothing but painted eyes,
a disguise, as I hide behind this notepad.
Our meeting was kismet –
fleeting firsts followed by many more –
for who better to help the tired tower
than the optimist empowered with support to spare?
Hands strong as his heart grip me
as time.
slips.
by.
Once again we are alone together.
The silence punctuated by smiles (and the occasional rawr)
an eternity hidden in the 5x5 confines of a quiet room.

Day 15: Thursday

I'm just waiting for tomorrow.
Not because it's Friday, and so the start of the weekend, but because it's Friday and all sorts of wonderful things will be happening.
Really, I can't wait.