[A rapping witch]
[A boy named after a cheese]
[Apologies]
[Pancakes]
[Candy]
[Cute children in halloween costumes]
[Mail finally getting here]
[Packaging peanuts]
[Stealing and killing kittens in ethics]
[Indie webcomics]
[Beautiful weather]
...have made this day a very pleasant one.
good moods are wonderful.
Happy Halloween everyone!
Until Later,
Sondra
Monday, October 31, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
*sigh*
"The more I see of the world, the less inclined I am to think well of it."
I know I haven't updated in a while, life has a nasty habit of keeping me too busy to update. Or if I did have time, I couldn't think of anything to write.
I'm finding myself truly frustrated with people. People who I don't think love themselves much and so decide to go drink too much.
It's not fair, and it makes me sad. Truly intelligent, loving, fun people who think their better off forgetting their nights.
It's not that I'm against drinking. I might come off that way, but I don't think I am. It's when people start to abuse it. When I expect that 3 a.m. phone call or visit. That's when I get upset.
I hate... when I can't fix things. When I know that all I can do is listen. That I can't make things better right away.
I hate it when I feel so goddamned obligated sometimes. That I have to try and help, that I can't just stand by and watch.
The worst problems are the ones you experience indirectly. You get to see exactly what is going on and you can't do one goddamned thing about it.
Right now I seriously doubt I'll ever feel as happy here as I did back home with friends. I know thats a lie, but it sure feels true.
There should be a word for the emotion that is: angry/sad/disapointed/used/frustrated/amused/irritated/resentful/hopeless/powerless.
I just realized how drastically different things were a little more than three months ago. Insanely different. I should get back to that. When the little things in life were more important.
Until Later,
Sondra
I know I haven't updated in a while, life has a nasty habit of keeping me too busy to update. Or if I did have time, I couldn't think of anything to write.
I'm finding myself truly frustrated with people. People who I don't think love themselves much and so decide to go drink too much.
It's not fair, and it makes me sad. Truly intelligent, loving, fun people who think their better off forgetting their nights.
It's not that I'm against drinking. I might come off that way, but I don't think I am. It's when people start to abuse it. When I expect that 3 a.m. phone call or visit. That's when I get upset.
I hate... when I can't fix things. When I know that all I can do is listen. That I can't make things better right away.
I hate it when I feel so goddamned obligated sometimes. That I have to try and help, that I can't just stand by and watch.
The worst problems are the ones you experience indirectly. You get to see exactly what is going on and you can't do one goddamned thing about it.
Right now I seriously doubt I'll ever feel as happy here as I did back home with friends. I know thats a lie, but it sure feels true.
There should be a word for the emotion that is: angry/sad/disapointed/used/frustrated/amused/irritated/resentful/hopeless/powerless.
I just realized how drastically different things were a little more than three months ago. Insanely different. I should get back to that. When the little things in life were more important.
Until Later,
Sondra
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
oh yes it is!
My dorm room is so cleeeeeeaaaaaaaan!
I can see the floor! We have a floor!
Now to pick up a broom of sorts. My crap is picked up, but the floor is a bit discusting.
Then again, college and trash on the floor seem a bit inextricable.
It's amazing how cleaning your room and chatting on the phone a bit with an old friend can improve one's mood. I'm coming home this Friday. This is awesome. Again, I will make every attempt to see everyone, but no promises.
Ethics class keeps on getting better and better. I come back from class every day with at least three questions buzzing around in my brain, hardly being able to wait for the next discussion. There was actually a pretty funny conversation with a friend's mom about a month ago. It went something like this:
friend's mom: "So Sondra, what is your major?"
me: "Oh, well, Undecided, but I'm in the Liberal Arts school. I didn't want to declare anything because I figured I'd change my mind ten times over before junior year. I'm probably going to end up majoring in philosophy though."
friend's mom: "Oh?.... Why don't you major in something you like?"
me: "..... I do like philosophy."
*awkward silence*
friend's mom: "oh."
Oh man. Philosophy Major. Fuck. Get ready to take the LSATS dearie...
I'm thinking a small nap sounds pretty good right now.
Until Later,
Sondra
I can see the floor! We have a floor!
Now to pick up a broom of sorts. My crap is picked up, but the floor is a bit discusting.
Then again, college and trash on the floor seem a bit inextricable.
It's amazing how cleaning your room and chatting on the phone a bit with an old friend can improve one's mood. I'm coming home this Friday. This is awesome. Again, I will make every attempt to see everyone, but no promises.
Ethics class keeps on getting better and better. I come back from class every day with at least three questions buzzing around in my brain, hardly being able to wait for the next discussion. There was actually a pretty funny conversation with a friend's mom about a month ago. It went something like this:
friend's mom: "So Sondra, what is your major?"
me: "Oh, well, Undecided, but I'm in the Liberal Arts school. I didn't want to declare anything because I figured I'd change my mind ten times over before junior year. I'm probably going to end up majoring in philosophy though."
friend's mom: "Oh?.... Why don't you major in something you like?"
me: "..... I do like philosophy."
*awkward silence*
friend's mom: "oh."
Oh man. Philosophy Major. Fuck. Get ready to take the LSATS dearie...
I'm thinking a small nap sounds pretty good right now.
Until Later,
Sondra
Monday, October 10, 2005
neutral anthem
this song has become my anthem for the week.
The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come
But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on
Today I layed in bed and wished it would snow. Large fluffy flakes, falling into the trees by the window. Coldness pressed tight up against the window, but the the colder it is the warmer it seems to be inside.
I wish I could hold these moments seperate, away from all of the pain and confusion. Keep them safe from being ruined or forgotten.
Until Later,
Sondra
p.s. I know what you would do and say to this. You would look me in the eyes which would scare me but it's what i secretly love. You would tell me that it's impossible. I might hate you for that, but it's the truth.
The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come
But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on
Today I layed in bed and wished it would snow. Large fluffy flakes, falling into the trees by the window. Coldness pressed tight up against the window, but the the colder it is the warmer it seems to be inside.
I wish I could hold these moments seperate, away from all of the pain and confusion. Keep them safe from being ruined or forgotten.
Until Later,
Sondra
p.s. I know what you would do and say to this. You would look me in the eyes which would scare me but it's what i secretly love. You would tell me that it's impossible. I might hate you for that, but it's the truth.
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
happy thoughts indeed
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I'm really excited, I found out that I'll be heading to England in early March. I've never been, so this should be awesome. Any places I MUST see? I was hoping to get down to Stratford and see a play, then a little bit of the English countryside. Being the nerd that I am, I'll want to go see an estate where they filmed Jane Austen films. I think I will then proceed to go insane with joy.
Sondra: Oh My God! Ohmygod! It's Pemberley, Mom! PEMBERLEY!!!
*frolics around Lyme Park*
Sondra: I FEEL LIKE ELIZA FUCKING BENNET! WOHOO!
Mom: *turns to other tourists* That's not my daughter...
Heh. I can't wait.
Until Later,
Sondra
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Rogerick!
Tonight I had dinner with Roger.
It was beautiful.
In a sure-you-have-a-girlfriend-dude-but-that-doesn't-stop-me-from-adoring-you-from-afar sort of way.
and I did not turn into a lobster!
(i told you i was getting better...)
He even has his own Radio Show on Sundays. Listen from 12-2 here. I haven't listened yet, but I totally will.
He was wearing an Ed Gein band t-shirt. The kid listens to angry music.
Mmmm. Ah well, his face makes up for it.
Until Later,
Sondra
It was beautiful.
In a sure-you-have-a-girlfriend-dude-but-that-doesn't-stop-me-from-adoring-you-from-afar sort of way.
and I did not turn into a lobster!
(i told you i was getting better...)
He even has his own Radio Show on Sundays. Listen from 12-2 here. I haven't listened yet, but I totally will.
He was wearing an Ed Gein band t-shirt. The kid listens to angry music.
Mmmm. Ah well, his face makes up for it.
Until Later,
Sondra
Friday, September 30, 2005
for those who know:
that i can get irrationally angry at stupid things...
but besides that, today was pretty damn good.
i went to walmart.
and i bought light up flip flops and pulp fiction.
for $9! boo-ya!
Until Later,
Sondra
but besides that, today was pretty damn good.
i went to walmart.
and i bought light up flip flops and pulp fiction.
for $9! boo-ya!
Until Later,
Sondra
Thursday, September 29, 2005
it's not just the demon barber of fleet street
oh manohmanohman.
...this is so wrong.
...all of a sudden i desperately want to go see a musical.
...perhaps worse... i want to perform in a musical.
...and one that doesn't involve psycho insane barbers who turns his customers into meat pies.
there must be something horribly wrong with me.
all those years...
hating andrew lloyd webber.
gone. just gone.
have all of these years hating cheesy songs and go-go boot dancing...
...just been a cover for my secret love of them?
the horror...
perhaps i'll just wake up and find that it's all just one big nightmare.
...yes, thats it...one big nightmare...
*shudder*
Until Later,
Sondra
p.s. anyone up for a little road trip on the 23rd of October to Buffalo? The Dresden Dolls are playing... should be lots of fun...
...this is so wrong.
...all of a sudden i desperately want to go see a musical.
...perhaps worse... i want to perform in a musical.
...and one that doesn't involve psycho insane barbers who turns his customers into meat pies.
there must be something horribly wrong with me.
all those years...
hating andrew lloyd webber.
gone. just gone.
have all of these years hating cheesy songs and go-go boot dancing...
...just been a cover for my secret love of them?
the horror...
perhaps i'll just wake up and find that it's all just one big nightmare.
...yes, thats it...one big nightmare...
*shudder*
Until Later,
Sondra
p.s. anyone up for a little road trip on the 23rd of October to Buffalo? The Dresden Dolls are playing... should be lots of fun...
Monday, September 26, 2005
it's rainy
today was a tiredblah day that is in desperate need for a little rufus wainwright...
cigarettes and chocolate milk these are just a couple of my cravings everything it seems i like's a little bit stronger, a little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me...
oh dearest college, every day you lower my health standards a bit more each day...
today I drank water out of a mug. i finished half of the water before i realized the mug had white spore thing-ys growing inside of it.
ah well.
until later,
sondra
cigarettes and chocolate milk these are just a couple of my cravings everything it seems i like's a little bit stronger, a little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me...
oh dearest college, every day you lower my health standards a bit more each day...
today I drank water out of a mug. i finished half of the water before i realized the mug had white spore thing-ys growing inside of it.
ah well.
until later,
sondra
Saturday, September 24, 2005
good start to a great weekend
My roommate is freaking awesome.
It's amazing how much of boy related troubles can be solved with the following:
1. "electro-folk" performance at Terra Cotta coffee house by a decently talented guy who said he's going to "Get off the stage soon because he's probably boring everyone now."
2. Food/Coffee
3. Gilmore Girls
4. Discussions of Disney Movies, especially The Emperor's New Groove.
5. Seeing glass blowing in the art studio
6. One slightly awkward conversation where I say "Boys are so frustrating, it'd be so much easier if I were a lesbian."
7. One SNL "Hyper Hypo" skit with Mike Meyers and Nicole Kidman. (I think "You're the Devil!" will become a constant saying around here...)
7. Knitting
8. Moxy Fruvous
Anyway, I had a really fun time, and my roommate is fantastic. I found out she listen to The Clash like the first or second day, so I knew she had to be pretty cool. This weekend has just confirmed it indefinitely.
Hurah!
Until Later,
Sondra
It's amazing how much of boy related troubles can be solved with the following:
1. "electro-folk" performance at Terra Cotta coffee house by a decently talented guy who said he's going to "Get off the stage soon because he's probably boring everyone now."
2. Food/Coffee
3. Gilmore Girls
4. Discussions of Disney Movies, especially The Emperor's New Groove.
5. Seeing glass blowing in the art studio
6. One slightly awkward conversation where I say "Boys are so frustrating, it'd be so much easier if I were a lesbian."
7. One SNL "Hyper Hypo" skit with Mike Meyers and Nicole Kidman. (I think "You're the Devil!" will become a constant saying around here...)
7. Knitting
8. Moxy Fruvous
Anyway, I had a really fun time, and my roommate is fantastic. I found out she listen to The Clash like the first or second day, so I knew she had to be pretty cool. This weekend has just confirmed it indefinitely.
Hurah!
Until Later,
Sondra
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