
One of my nieces (Kasey) is a second grader this year. She is so awesome and she says things that are just hilarious because she doesn't know any better. Today had one of those amazing anecdotes because of her. I'll explain in this narrative.
"Ruthi, look at Henry's (the dog) butt cheeks! He has two of them!" Kasey informs me enthusastically.
"Oh?" I say, thinking well, duh, everyone has two butt cheeks.
"He has to get them cut off!" By this time I realize she isn't actually talking about butt cheeks. She's talking about his balls. I stifle the urge to laugh and respond with a, "Oh, yea?" and then run to my other niece to tell her what Kasey just said.
That was the most exciting thing of today thus far. I might update some more if more exciting things happen.
Hope everyone has a good day!
- Ruthi -
Edit:
I'm bored, so I'm going to create a fun little playlist for you darlings.
1. Daniel by Bat For Lashes
2. Blood of the Lamb by Wilco
3. Faulkner Street by Hayes Carll
4. Please Please Please by Head Automatica
5. The Good That Won't Come Out by Rilo Kiley
6. Black Sand by Jenny Lewis
7. Dark Blue by Jack's Mannequin
8. Bad Things by Jace Everett
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I'm very bored. I'm trying to come up with little anecdotes that are smart and cleverly crafted, but honestly, I'm coming up with nothing. I didn't really do anything today. I read, I went to my sisters house, I drank more Diet Coke than any human being ever should and I blog-stalked about ten people. I now know more than I should and will have to stop myself from quoting them back to themselves. I hate when I do that. Hm. I miss the days where all of my friends had Xanga's, though. That was such an easier way to keep in contact with them. If I wanted to know how they were, I'd read their blog. If I wanted to know what they ate that day, blogs were very accessible. I miss those days... Though, they only lasted from 7th grade until 8th grade. Then 9th grade came and we were too busy trying to be seen as adults to care to update our blogs anymore, though reading them now would probably be very entertaining.
I found some old diaries from those times. Christ, I was weird back then. I'm embarrassed to say some of the things I said in my diaries or thought that they were so important. Important enough to write poetry about them none the less. Hm, it's so silly now to think of them because they are things that no longer hold any meaning to me! I guess that's a good thing. I just ought to remember that this, too, will pass and it won't matter anymore a year from now than these things I'm thinking of right now do.
I'm one of those kinds of people that hold onto things whether good or bad. I re-read IM conversations, I replay conversations over in my head, I repeat moments constantly. I hold on to things. I'm a clinger. It's okay when they are good things but it's horrendous when it's horrible things that I'm clinging to. It HURTS when it's horrible things. I'm an emotional cutter and it's shitty. Eventually, though, the bad things hold nothing over me. The emotions with them fade in time and it's lovely when that happens. There's a certain moment right now I'm thinking of that I will be so glad when the emotions that I right now hold to it fade in time... I can't wait. I can't fucking wait.
Ooh, I've narrowed down it to three schools to apply for transfer to next year.
1. UIUC. (I really like their English program a lot. Plus, as I re-read my fifth grade report on why Illinois is the best state ever, I realize that maybe I was supposed to go there from the get go. I sure had good arguments for the school in the paper, haha)
2. Bennington in VT. (Again, lovely English program)
3. UPenn. (Again, again, English program is top-notch and I've ALWAYS wanted to live in Pennsylvania. I just love it all. So much. Plus, it's close-ish to New Jersey and people I know there so I wouldn't be totally and utterly alone).
Those are it. The numero uno school I want to go to is Reed College in Oregon, but OF COURSE! It's way too fucking expensive for me to even think about going there. Christ, it's so fucking expensive. I would LOVE to go there, though, despite it's drug usage and drinking problems. I mean, the drinking problems aren't really problems to me, but drugs... bah. I'm old-fashioned with drugs. Weed is fine with me, but anything else... and it's just a no, thanks.
Anywhoozile...
This blog update is longer than I was expecting it to be, but that's what happens when I start to talk about transferring. I get all excited and then I go on forever about how awesome it's going to be. I hope it lives up to my expectations. I'm really looking forward to dorm life. SO fucking looking forward to that that it's insane. In fact, if you talk to me at all right now the only thing I can say is, "Oh, god, I am SO looking forward to dorm life next year!!111oneone."
OOH. Oh, nevermind. I was giong to say the book I was currently reading but then I realized that it's slightly embarrassing to admit to which book I'm reading currently so I'm not going to. Oh, I guess I could say that book. I'm currently reading the Complete Poems of Anne Sexton. Hah, there. That's not embarrassing. And it's a damned good collection. I love Anne Sexton. <3.
Hm, this is it.
- Ruthi -