Saying It Well...

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"If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything."— Mark Twain

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Adriana Lima in Elle Magazine

Thursday, December 16, 2004


So I have not written in a while. Woops.
I am not doing well in school. At all. I think I'll pass, but I am currently freaking out. This is because I am to write a paper on a cont4roversial issue AND (this is the hard part) come up with a solution. Agh!! If I had solutions to the world's most pressing problems, I would have a job.
On the other hand, I have an A in Spanish & due to my computer class can type 50 words per minute. Thats twice the alleged average. Woo hoo!

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Election Day

Today is election day, and I will be glad when it is over. That is, unless I have to be surrounded by people whining about who won. Hopefully we will all just be mature and accept the will of the people. I have only told two people who I am voting for, and I am somewhat astonished at my ability to keep my own secret, especially from my family. I have no idea who I support as Guv'ner, but at least I like them both so I trust we'll be in good hands. I cannot say the same for president. The two main party canidates both kinda scare me. I think Bush is strong and Kerry is intelligent, which is good, but it means whoever wins will either be somewhat weak or unintelligent. That makes me nervous. Frankly I think it would be hilarious if everyone just voted for Nader. But I don't know that that would be good either.

I'm scared to have to vote.

Monday, October 11, 2004


Do you ever feel such utter self-hate you could do something drastic?
I want to run away.

Saturday, October 09, 2004

My People

I come from a grand family. As they sat around my house this evening I once again realized how beautiful they all are. Perhaps you would like to meet them? I'll begin with those in attendance.
First is my eldest aunt, who my mother refers to as the baroness. She is well named. Regal and rich with life, the Baroness has a story to tell about everything. She has had experience with all kinds of people. She has at the very least slight understanding of Greek due to a love affair she had with one. Her big brown eyes look innocent, but her smile doesn't. She is perhaps the sweetest lady I have ever known.
Except of course for my other darling auntie, who at the moment I somehow feel inclined to call empress Marie. She is always calm and cordial. She and her husband embody hospitality, even at someone else's residence. She reminds me of a Victorian lady, always polite, the very picture of cool refinement.
Next in the oldest generation is my mother, the self-proclaimed matriarch, or queen mother. She is like a glass of champagne. She is so elegant, so refined, yet bright and bubbly at the same time. She is full of the same social grace naturally that a glass of wine or two seems to promise. She is married to my father, who like all the men in my family, is full of strength and passion. (Actually the entire family is.) My father is the hardest-working person I know. He has a great many dreams. He also has an overwhelming charm. My father may not be able to do everything, but he can persuade people to do nearly anything for him.
If we refer to the first generation as royalty, let compare to the succeeding generations as the jewels of the crown. First we have Diana, in a stone which may be unexpected: Turquoise. Earthy, bright, and at times fiercely independent, Diana is who I go shopping with and the source of family information. She is wildly, unbelievably generous.
Also there were two of my siblings. The first, Stephen, is I believe, deserving of the title Lord Protector. I would say his family's stones are onyx and diamonds-strong, nearly indestructible, with a black and white sense of who they are and who they are not. Stephen is protective (particularly of the womanfolk) and I honestly believe he would die-and kill-for us. His wife is bubbly, bright, and gets along with everyone. I was only three when they married, but none the less, I have never had to get used to the idea of her as a sister. He also has two children. His daughter is one year younger than me and his son three years. It is impossible to explain how much I love them. Gigi is so mellow, yet so honest. She has never taken any crap regarding her or her family. In fact she once yelled at a friend of mine (who wasn't altogether sure who she was) who she felt had violated me. I vow to do the same for her, as I believe there are two people (I know of now) that I was born for, and she is one of them. I was so nervous when re-meeting her three years ago we would have grown apart and am eternally grateful we didn't. My nephew James is also one of my greatest friends. Although he is only a few years younger than me, I love to brag about him. He is turning into a sweet, noble prince of a young man. That will probsly embarrass him, and so will this, but I often get impressions of his vast potential. I think he has the spiritual and mental capacity to become truly great, like George Washington great.
Lastly, my elder sister was there. She is the pearl. She has always reminded me of angels, and it is said that when my parents first uttered her name, heavenly hosts did sing. She doesn't believe me when I say this, but young gentlemen can never take their eyes off her. (This is true for Gigi as well, but I think she realizes it more.)She has also inspired comparisons to warm cookies and goddesses. She has taught me about self-respect and I have more fun with her than almost any other time. I can tell her anything, and tho she may say i don't do it very often, she taught me to listen with empathy and grace.
I have two other siblings to talk about, as well as their friends I like to count as sisters, plus a baby boy I love to pieces. At least 80% of those people will be at my house tomorrow in honor of my brother's 26th birthday. So happy birthday Benj! And I will talk about them tomorrow.

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Trouble In The Third Chakra

Last night I went to a Carol Tuttle seminar thing and learned about the seven chakras. The chakras are areas in your body that symbolize different issues and ideas. We did this test where we supposedly find which chakras are unbalanced. My most heavily unbalanced chakra is the third, which deals with power and identity. The test thing showed symptoms of excess. But what does this mean? I feel an excessive sense of power and identity? Can you feel an excessive sense of identity? Maybe that's what narcissism is. I am kind of narcissistic. But I seriously thought I'd have the least problem with that. However as I was reading the affirmations for clearing your chakra, it kinda made sense. Acknowledging things like you can't fully be yourself because it's risky or it's bad or you'll offend people. I wish I was fearless.

Thursday, September 16, 2004

Witnessed a totally annoying conversation today. You guys all know that sub Bob who doesn't have legs and likes to yell at everyone? (Not to be insensitive about injuries or whatev, it's just the easiest way to identify him.) Well I had him for art history today. This kid comes in late complaining he nearly got caught in the hall sweep and the he doesn't prefer the new administration. So Bob yells about how you shouldn't insult educators and I'm thinking why? What makes them so special? Then the guy says he wasn't insulting anyone, just stating his opinion. So Bob blows up-"the problem is you are at the age where you think you know more than anyone and you don't and one day you will realize that." All because the dude didn't agree with the administration. So much for the 1st amendment.

Monday, September 13, 2004


Here I am at a Future Business Leaders of America meeting. Sara's just told me exactly where the answer to whether she will go to the dance with Lex or not is. It's so clever! And he is so stressed out. I am not sure what we are actually supposed to be discussing. And now Suneeti is leaving. And she's president. So now its just me and Aurora and Sara. So I guess we accomplished nothing. Story of my life.

Sunday, September 12, 2004

Well Eli told me about this place, and I am way excited to tell everyone what I think, because I am very opinionated. Not to give the impression that I'm way conceited, but I love to talk about me. So now when my friends get sick of talking to me, I can write about me! And probably them too. But I'll always use a name they don't go by, in case of psychos. Not that anyone will read this any way. So. Now that I've gone on about nothing for a while, I'm going to go eat some pie & leave you with a quote for the day. Ciao!
Katherina Aquitane

You must have been suffering from poetry again.
----Li Po