Rise Up With Fists!!!

Current location: On my uncomfortable bed at home. I had to venture home for the weekend so that the family and I could celebrate seester's 21st birthday. We celebrated. And now I have nothing to do. That's not true...I have homework that I should be completing. But my lumpy bed is telling me that I should just wait until the morning to look over my English things or consider starting my philosophy paper. My 3 point perspective drawings can wait until I return to my delightful dorm room tomorrow afternoon. It is so incredibly windy out right now. I love it. I forgot how much I love weather. Earlier, the pretty flowers blew off of neighboring trees in backyards creating speckles of white everywhere. It was beautiful. And as night was approaching yesterday, the clouds grew very dense and dark. That's one of my favorite parts about this time of year. There is no telling if a dangerous storm is lurking or if the sky is just preparing for lights out.

So as I sit here, the only things keeping me from attempting to fall asleep are my headache that's becoming more of an entire body ache, LaLa's squish on my thigh, and anticipation. I wait a lot. I don't really mind waiting because the last few times I waited, good things happened. But what exactly am I waiting for anyway?... I guess just the constant surprise and butterflies. Why are those "lalalalala" feelings called butterflies? Why can't they be called fireflies or dragonflies? Why do they have to be insects at all....it's kind of creepy to imagine a mature caterpillar flying around in your body anyway. Great things are happening for me. Finally. And if I have to deal with the insects in my tummy, then so be it!

Things to remember:
-Stay weird. People will treasure you more that way.
-The 70's were an awesome time. If I could pretend I wasn't born in 1990, I would pretend I was born in the mid-50's. That way Woodstock would have happened for me as well as the hip hoppin' groovy days! jesus.
-Easter candy can take away the blues. and reds and purples.

Joanna Newsom - Sprout and the Bean :) You go, girl!