What, four days?!

In four days I will be moved out of the city I've always known as home. Everything about life is beautiful and hectic right now.

Oh boy! I get to be with Eric!

New tattoo. "New" hair. Eyebrow ring is gone. Emotionally, mentally, physically... I'm in a huge changing process. Daaaaaaaaayum. ^_^

Fuck, I need sleep. G'night.

- - -

Dreaming of death
will wisp you away
from the slumber
that is life.

Chances = Changes.

Things are looking up in a slightly peculiar way, as they like to do. Thursday, I will be doing my driving test for the first time, and hopefully will earn my license. On the same day, my mother will be having surgery on her shoulder. A knee replacement will be the next step in the coming months. The doctor hopes this will be the beginning of ridding her of most of her physical pain. I'll continue to wish on every star for this to be true. Next week, I will be taking my GED test and perhaps this will lead me to getting my highschool diploma (which is greatly needed). I might fail at both of these tests, but I'm okay with that. I'm done with not taking chances in my life. I welcome change.

To many, these seem like such simple things, but they're huge for me. I've been out of school for over 5 years now, and have learned quite a bit from it. I plan to take all that I have gained from the unconventional lessons life has thrown at me, and use them to further my schooling and career. I am quite fortunate to have been out of public highschool, to have held a job as a Veterinary Assistant, and to really dive into what they call the "adult world".

I truly love my life. I adore those who are in it, and everything they give me. Even when they're pissing me the fuck off and I want to rip off their heads... they're giving me gold. I'm learning to recognize this more as it's happening rather than months later. Basically, I like to think my patience is getting better. I'll surprise myself sooner or later though. ;)

destiny

let your heart soar, take on those desires
ride the wind until memory expires
hold your tongue, this your know
rivers of geometric undertow
lesson that face that you hold so dear
i am the one beneathe, the one you fear
wake from your dream, only to find yourself true
death will find you another dream so blue

Star Vision.

Star vision in Becky's little land of logic
Knowledge jumping from mountain to sea
Empty the floor of rhythm and you will see me
The child in the arms of monkeys
Better than lust
Best is what you look past
It's not my mind you keep, but it's the code
It'll unlock the gate to the dreamer's end
Which makes the beginning so true
It's absolute

Dear Tim & Eric,

Your cat makeout session tickles. We were also wondering if you have any kna -- ("you put knack knicks, dummy!" - Eric) -- knick knacks?

Sincerly yours,
Marisa Newman & Eric Drobile

I see through these pages.

What found four figures of being gold in the mountain of rainbow signals, and empty caverns of sandy sided truth. Your witness of life is the seeker of evil. You told the one second lies into oblivion. But these clouds of rainy untold sea urchins will bake the cake of delight! Hand me something... something... something... NOTHING. You're round the corner. You open fired. Into this cannon, today's land is unruined. Don't go this way.