Saturday, March 19, 2011

Keeping busy

That's what I've been doing! School has been so busy that "hectic" is a better word for how I've been feeling, but at the same time, it's keeping me (mostly) out of trouble, which isn't usually a bad thing!

I've recently gotten into making art, thanks to one of my new favourite people (we joke that she's my future wife). She's artistic and lovely and she's taught me how to make my horribly disorganized creative thoughts into things that are at least modestly pretty. I'm a work in progress, but learning is a nice process to be in the middle of.

Illuminate is apparently looking for poetry and photography, if anyone is interested in pitching in. I'll be helping out, so you know it's the cool thing to do! haha :)

Where on earth does the time go?

Saturday, March 5, 2011


I sweated acid.
Down my brow it carved a path
And settled on the chin.
I wept cyanide,
Provoked by illegal plays,
And it poisoned my very soul.
Jagged fingernails
Tore at the roughest skin,
Left it raw, bleeding, incomplete.
Far too much blood
Seeped from beneath my defenses
And chased away the poison.

Friday, March 4, 2011

The Unrequited Love Affair

I think I'm in love.

The last time I said that, I think I was talking about my  new house..? But I'm serious this time. I'm fairly confident that the object of my affection does not feel the same way about me, but somehow I just don't care. It doesn't really  matter, I'm learning, when you actually love someone. Just being around them makes you feel all happy and giddy, and one thing I know is that both of us feel pleasant when we're around each other. And some day, I might work up the guts to say something, even if it just results in getting shot down. At least I'll know I didn't go all my life without knowing, which is sometimes much more painful than flat-out rejection.

I have about 17 projects in the works, ranging from knitting a blanket to writing a novel to finishing my stats exam. And the poetry is really flowing. I'm wounded, and it's helping me fix myself, I think.

I have a new roommate, who is Austrian and lovely and throws into sharp relief the disaster of a situation my life was in only weeks ago.

I have a lot to be thankful for right now.