Thursday, December 29, 2005
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Monday, December 12, 2005
This Life is so Confusing.

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
What ever you see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful---
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.
Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.
Mirror- Sylvia Plath

Sunday, December 11, 2005
Life, Eh?

A week from today I will be in Puerto Rico. I'm spending Christmas over there with my godmother. I'm probably really looking forward to this trip. I've even marked it on my calendar

I've been seriously pondering as to whether or not I should just shave off all of my hair and start anew. The only thing restraining me from doing this is I have no idea what shape my head is underneath all of my hair. What if I have an oddly shaped head? That would be pretty awkward. So I should probably keep my hair on for now.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
God, I Loved Having Red Hair.

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