randomness

because i don't want to write about all the things that made this day horrible.


Angsty!Middle-earth
By Jessi and Michelle
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much better day today

i'm definitely not as stressed today as i was yesterday...the stressors haven't gone away, but i'm not letting them get to me as much as before, which is good. i'm also much happier. i talked to the lady from the esl program at the ucsd extension, and i get to meet with her monday and start working next tuesday as a conversation leader! that's gonna be so great! i also talked to kevin today about all my issues from yesterday, and he was a great help with making me feel better and just letting me talk it out...and we're gonna dance chacha and rhumba together at the unlv competition! this is tres exciting! except he's a lot better than me...but he doesn't have a partner at the moment, so he'd rather dance below his level than not dance at all. so yes. happy! of course, issues are still here, but i'm calmer about them in general.

one more time

i know i've posted this before, but i've been re-reading it and realizing every time just how much i relate to this poem, and just how gorgeous it is. so, i'm re-posting it for any of my friends who may have missed it the first time. the parts in bold are the ones i like best. oh, and it's by viggo mortensen, for those who don't know from my insane ramblings. btw, sorry for the slew of entries...i haven't written in a while, and it was all building up and now i need to get it all out.

COMMUNION

1.
We’ve left shore somehow
Become the friends
Of early theory
Close enough to speak
Desire and pain of absence
Of mistakes we’d make
Given the chance.


Each smile returned
Makes harder avoiding
Dreams that see us
Lying in early evening
Curtain shadows, skin
Safe against skin.
Bloom of compassion
Respect for moments
Eyes lock turns
Forever into one more
Veil that falls away.


2.
This after seeing you
Last night, first time
Smelling you with
Permission: shoulders to
Wonder openly at
As carefully kissed
As those arms
Waited impossibly on.
They’ve held me now
And your breath
Down my back
Sent away night air
That had me shaking
In the unlit Anglican
Doorway.


3.
Are we ruined for
Finding our faces fit
And want to know more
About morning? Is
Friendship cancelled
If we can’t call
Each other anymore
In amnesia, invite
Ourselves to last glances
Under suspicious clocks
Telling us when we’ve
Had enough?


4.
Your steady hands
Cradling my grateful
Skull: were you taking
In my face to
Save an image
You’ve rarely allowed
Yourself after leaving
That cold alcove?
Am I a photograph
You gaze at in
Moments of weakness?


You ordered me
Off my knees
Into your arms.
Wasn’t to beg
That I knelt; only
To see you once
From below.


Tried to say something
That filled my mouth
And longed to rest
In your ear.
Don’t dare write
It down for fear it’ll
Become words, just
Words.


heh...i realized that i bolded almost the whole poem. shows you how i feel about it, doesn't it. comment, people! tell me what you think about it...or about anything...just leave comments! thanks! =)