Its all cold and shivery inside my cocoon

Mind still not working straight, a very cold breeze, seeping through this stuffy room, is giving me life to work with. One half of the room with fogged up windows, due to the rain constantly hitting it. The other half, open, breathing, with a clear view on the blurry world outside. There is never enough light in this room, only one bed-side glow is supposed to indicate that it is supposidly day. Hibernation in the 6 hours days, even sleep confuses me. Its not an escape anymore, its just a second world of chaos. I want to think straight, i want to explain straight, why isn't normality the only option?
Different people fill different roles. You can't feel the exact same thing for two people. You feel different shades. You feel your hand tugging at one soul, electrocuting any other senses. You feel you mind being swallowed up by another soul. One person you've know for years, the other for a few days. The rain jutts in landing on all the electric cables, half of me wants to be safe, the other half wants the whole room to explode. The answer to the immediate will be supplied very soon, and leaving you lying in a corner for quite some time.

Can't be Fkd

lalalalalalalalala crappy love song
lalalalalalalaa brain flushed down the toilet
beep...beep...beep unoccupied mind but still flashes of the future made with collaged images of the past.
Its all so pretty in the snow, you know snow in the dark, when you only have to trust its white during the day. Something about the reflection of light, and the lack of it in the dark. No don't worry, not another nature post. Just..just..need certainty. Need a royal flush of the mind so as to assure myself that nothing is going to go wrong. That nothing is going to go as i think. a month...is too long, 5 monthes is okay. but this last month, is waahaaay to long.

So enough of the personal crap. Lets speak to the masses. Lets brainwash them properly with humoristic-intelligentic banter. So i was in Boston today again, for obvious reasons. CHRISTMAS SHOPPING, and mainly SPENDING WAY TOO MUCH MONEY ON CLOTHES because America is turning me into a fat poop. So after spending a wooping 9 horus ina mind numbing mall, we took a taxi back to the bus stop.
Now this taxi had it all; 4 wheels, 20 seats AND a DVD player. Mr taxi driver man was playing some traditional Morrocan jingles. Yeah it was fun, so were the potholes, in the middle of the city, and the CRAZY people zig zagging in front of us constantly. And then he put a DVD on like 1 minute before we got there. Oceans Eleven. My dearest friend Kate realises that at every pothole hes hitting, the meter is going up by 35cents. Trying to distract the helpless little Smith girls with a movie aaaaay. And yes we gave him a 70 cent tip. BUT besides that we were very shocked and apalled by the service.
Stores during sales, here, look like shops striving really hard to become warehouses.
You know those ppl who usually just look at you ugly and say "would you like some help?", or just even "Hello"....well in Victorias Secrets (yes, we just HAd to go in, pretty slutty stuff, but hey what to expect) so the sales person there had a whole speaker phone head set on, and shes telling us about coupons after victoria secret cash card after saving on taxes. When my buddy Steph says shes not interested, the ladies all like fake crying and saying aw now u made me cry. All this taking a good 3 mintues. 3 minutes of our valuable 9 hrs of shopping.
And NOoow for Zombie MOde
I neeeeeeeeeeEeEeed sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep...*drool, splutter drool* sleeeeeeeeeeeep.
So excuse me ladies and gentlemen, while i rest my tired zombie eyes
Don't worry. i'll suck ur brains in my dreams :):)

And Pharaohs heart was hardened aaaagaaaain

Yeap religion is getting to me. I am enjoying this submersion into my alleged Jewish heritage. but 8 hours of the bible and the Haggadah is keeeling me. AHHHHHHH. I've put nailpolish on everything possible, my nails, hands, paper brain. Even my brain is sparkling. Brainicure of my life. I want liposuction in my soul and not feel stupid or smart, just nothing for 2 seconds. PLUS i need to do other stuff, which i don't wanna do :)
SMILE its NOT EVEN midnight yet

Eulogy

*Woo*

1 Year anniversary

We've traveled long and far and hard and all those fun places. Its as good a day as any for someone to have Blog. Yet its not just someone, its My BLOG Myn Myn myn

There were hard times, there were fun times, there were times when you were all like what the hell is she going on about today, there were times when I made sense, there were times ( a lot of times, when i talked about the weather), there were times when it was accidentaly funny, there were times I didn't write in English (like one post :P), there were times when when other people added stuff (most frequent Greg and Ieva), there were times when I thought pictures were cool, there were times when I had nothing to write, there were times when i thought I was the most superior poet on Mount Olympus, there were times. But now is now and this is here and i'm happy with my Blog, thank you to all the people who bother to read me when they are bored, and yes you are bored to read this, because it is a last resort... admit ...not so bad a last resort.

My grammar still is on the sucky side of life.

Poo.

Wake *Up

I have this strange premonition that I will never know how to write properly. I don't really care though. I'm all about the visual *semi eye roll*.

Have you ever had a day where the world seem to be view through marbles. Like instead of eyes you have marbles for eyes. Heavy, glossy, things weighing down in your brain. Thats what today felt like. I don't know if its the air in America today, but it was thick. The sky was bright blue and the tree bright orange and the contrast was acid melting into the back of my eyes. What can I say, lack of sleep makes things überpsychadelik.

Man i feel important voting for stem cell research in Switzerland. No highly played up bright coloured animated news special, no booth after flyer after pin after headline about some superstar idiots. Just plain old stem cell research. Man i feel so boring and useful.

And now...well now i have Coldplay resonatateateateate and in between highpitched blonde republican squeal. THen i have more resonateateate. Luckily its quiet at night. Icey cold quiet.

197-188

The reds are in the lead. Why is this such a tie? I'm not really supposed to care about the process, but the map of america once again slashed with an eerie vibrant red. The connotations are painful. I just don't want to hear about this for another week, or another month. because not only does it infiter every 2nd conversation it infilters classes and any normal unrelated thought. Europe will not know to later, but either way we're both none the wiser...

MUSak

I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're lovely and you're perfect
And that somebody wants you
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're priceless and you're precious

And on that lovely note.
*monkey head massage*