I am home! I am home where the weather is cool, my sister is here, the sun is shining, I have a piano to play, the grass is a healthy shade of yellow, there are hills and dark green foliage and I opened up the fridge last night and found a carton of Naked juice.
That's right. A carton. Whereas back at school you can only buy the little plastic bottles for the price of your soul. Fuck Savannah!
My only regret for being home is that it's only till Monday...Monday morning at that, where I have to fly back. Way too much flying.
On a better note, though, there's all the food! The one place I'm definitely visiting is the Tofu House tomorrow with my sister.
Oh yeah, and guess who discovered she has an extra $181 to her name in the span of a minute? I always miss Chinese New Years when I'm at school, so the first chance I get to come home I've got the little red envelopes waiting. This'll go to the cat I'm going to get, though.
Also, I need to call Juliana some time today so's we can meet tomorrow. I'm so excited/nervous/weird.
GOD, did I mention it's good being home? I just really, really needed the break. Be away from all influencing factors that were crowding my mind from thinking straight and sorting out what's wrong with me. And it's always cathartic talking with my sister. I already feel a gajillion percent better.
Singing with my sister at my aunt's 75th today. My parents are thankfully cool with the (lack of) hair, the new tattoos, and the fact that I'm fucking insane.
My mom was examining the pair of 8ga talons in my ears last night, and had to ask, "How did you get them on? Do you screw two ends together through the ears?" Ah, but it is not an illusion.
Ho-kay. Enough with silly porn sites. I'm off to conquer the world! (Though difficult to do in a skirt, but fuckit.)
That's right. A carton. Whereas back at school you can only buy the little plastic bottles for the price of your soul. Fuck Savannah!
My only regret for being home is that it's only till Monday...Monday morning at that, where I have to fly back. Way too much flying.
On a better note, though, there's all the food! The one place I'm definitely visiting is the Tofu House tomorrow with my sister.
Oh yeah, and guess who discovered she has an extra $181 to her name in the span of a minute? I always miss Chinese New Years when I'm at school, so the first chance I get to come home I've got the little red envelopes waiting. This'll go to the cat I'm going to get, though.
Also, I need to call Juliana some time today so's we can meet tomorrow. I'm so excited/nervous/weird.
GOD, did I mention it's good being home? I just really, really needed the break. Be away from all influencing factors that were crowding my mind from thinking straight and sorting out what's wrong with me. And it's always cathartic talking with my sister. I already feel a gajillion percent better.
Singing with my sister at my aunt's 75th today. My parents are thankfully cool with the (lack of) hair, the new tattoos, and the fact that I'm fucking insane.
My mom was examining the pair of 8ga talons in my ears last night, and had to ask, "How did you get them on? Do you screw two ends together through the ears?" Ah, but it is not an illusion.
Ho-kay. Enough with silly porn sites. I'm off to conquer the world! (Though difficult to do in a skirt, but fuckit.)
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ultraloveninja:
You should check out Girlamatic, I think they're looking for ocmic artist... 
mrsmead:
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