here we will sit in the snow

School's out. I feel like I should be rejoicing but I'm not. I've looked forward to this for so long, yet, I'm not happy.
I have this thing with time. I suppose we are always aware of it, always trapped in it. And I have this lingering depression with it, that normally I can suppress, but when it gets too big for me, too close, too dangerous, everything comes back.
I feel like I should be doing something. Getting involved. Helping out somehow. But I don't know how. I have almost 3 months to do something. Anyone got any ideas?


ps: listen to this: www.myspace.com/anniversaire

sorry guys. i bet no one checks this anymore...we are slow in posting. once school is over though, i promise i'll post more. ;)

so i guess i'll just ramble, it seems like all my posts are questions, so i guess i should switch it up a bit.

Hmm, I'll make some lists.

Things to do:
1. finish math packet
2. study math
3. do all french online tests
4. do workbook, revision, assessment, and l.c.
5. get sf tickets!!
6. call city hall and see if the Augustana show is 18+
7. call my orchestra director and receive her advice
8. practice violin!!!
9. memorize all my countries and capitals
10. email Adam back

Favorite Songs of the Moment:
1. The Way We Get By-Spoon.
2. The Last Thing On Your Mind-Lights
3. Violet Hill-Coldplay
4. Yellow- Coldplay
5. Twenty Years- Augustana

Death Cab will probably get on there once I get around to listening to their new stuff.

and now i gotta go vacuum..
cyaaa

free at last. (writing)

I miss the simplicity of writing. I feel like English/Literature has totalled killed my ability to write without caring what people really think.. without trying to be proper or use a better phrase.. to simply right what is on my mind.

I actually takes work to simply write... to not go back and to correct- but to keep writing in a forward-not going back-fashion.

We are now doing 'Journals' rather than Formal papers... and it's so hard- i have a lack of inspiration and creativity and i feel like i have to fit my writing in a box from all those formal papers. i feel like i no linger really no how to write... yet writing this is making me feel like i might be able to just type.. and it feels so good to not care.

i think i might be closer to being free at last.

Why do you run? Why do you hide?

quick question.
how do you stand up for your beliefs? If someone is bashing what you believe, how do you react?