these silly haikus
are what i complete at work
when you are not here:)
cakes are people too
when you look at them underneath
all full of filler.
oh baby please
my heart sinks to my feet
its just you and me.
things you hate the most
are the ones that i call home
to be left unsaid.
yesterday is ours
now is todays tomorrow
further calls my name.
hello little bird
maybe today will be yours
where you can escape:)
when pizzas on a
bagel you can eat pizza
anytime
-ok so that one doesnt fit. but wo cares.
into my pocket
goes everything i need
including my bee.
pockets and buttons
crushed leaves with two dryer sheets
on the walk back home.
cinquian:
journal
personal, descriptive
binding taping layering
personal through application
me
hahahahah
go ahead tell me im a nerd.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
don't pick this one apart because you'll never understand it.
i cant.
youre asking this of me now without even considering where i am in my life right now and who it involves. youre only out to get for yourself and maybe i should'nt be the one to say that...considering the facts. but its a lot harder for me to answer this question than it has to answer many.
[i'm aware that this doesn't make sense to a single person but to me]
i know what i'm talking about and this is my response to what you sent me.
i can only do what i think is right and i know im not sure right now what that is exactly, not to mention how i messed up already, but i'm trying to salvage what is left
of me
of us
of...us.
i cant give up yet
even though-
even though sometimes i want to.
i have already lost so much, i dont want to lose anymore.
you're probably thinking lose what?
and maybe thats half of my problem.
or all of my problem.
full of conjunctions i know.
youre asking this of me now without even considering where i am in my life right now and who it involves. youre only out to get for yourself and maybe i should'nt be the one to say that...considering the facts. but its a lot harder for me to answer this question than it has to answer many.
[i'm aware that this doesn't make sense to a single person but to me]
i know what i'm talking about and this is my response to what you sent me.
i can only do what i think is right and i know im not sure right now what that is exactly, not to mention how i messed up already, but i'm trying to salvage what is left
of me
of us
of...us.
i cant give up yet
even though-
even though sometimes i want to.
i have already lost so much, i dont want to lose anymore.
you're probably thinking lose what?
and maybe thats half of my problem.
or all of my problem.
full of conjunctions i know.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
cool.
i just wrote the longest blog ever and it got deleted.
heres some pictures.
i really need to get my digital camera back in action.
hate not having one.
phillies parade
bfb baybeee
maggie and i at the parade.
the blog was about this insane week. maybe when i get more patience and time ill try posting it again.
heres some pictures.
i really need to get my digital camera back in action.
hate not having one.
phillies parade
bfb baybeee
maggie and i at the parade.
the blog was about this insane week. maybe when i get more patience and time ill try posting it again.
this was the lost blog. thats not even finished. whateves
its been a crazy week
and a lot of fun
the beginning of the week is a little blurry. tuesday printmaking, hangout with ryz for some unexpected awesomeness of food-AND IT SNOWED FOR THE FIRST TIME!! it wasnt too much and looked beautiful. i love when you look up and it falls slow just enough to catch it on your tounge. ps <3maggies song
wednesday was jana maganas birthday:) so after kev and i got our fabric for our halloween costumes her and i went out to 12 steps down to watch the last innings of the game. after only two beers in each of us we proceeded to run, yes run, to broad street. (lawl:two words, SHIN SPLINTS.) go figure. when im drunk i can do anything.we wanted to yell so we got out on the median-we were one of the first people who made it out to broad street mind you-and realized we started yelling with these people who were supporting obama. i was like, im not trying to do this right now. wrong kind of yelling. so then we ran down broad street some more and ended up running into justin and company. he gave us a treat and then more people started to flood the streets. later on kev somm and maggie teamed up and we walked around some more and people were going nuts. nakedness, drunks, broken things, riots, bonfires, fireworks, and confetti. so much fun. oh and subway walls hahahahhaaa. public pee count that night:four. total picture count: 17, or so.
thursday=hurt.
havent felt this sick in a while. had to get up and head to crane arts to visit the galleries and my printmaking teachers studio. his studio is huge and p e r f e c t. i have no idea how an artist could be so clean, neat, and organized. and he has an awesome view of the city. i guess you get the penthouse suite when you own the place. then went out to lunch with ryan and priscilla at paradise. mmmmm yeah its a must. then rushed a paper out went to art ed, ate somm EXPENSIVE ass chinese that bummed me out, and more work, then kev and i played with sb t hh for a bit and retired early.
friday went home saw my brother with an aircast and wanted to squish him. now both of my siblings are in boots and both are now immobile. i know im next with my luck. but anyway, someone covered my two hours that i was supposed to go in for work so i figured id head to the parade right from nj. parked at thompson and columbia walked to the el which wasnt running so i hopped on the 15 and took it to broad. orange line wasnt running so i walked to city hall from broad and girard. i dont know why i didnt walk up 13th because i got stuck at city hall literally shoulder to shoulder. i never wanted to punch as many people as i did when i realized i couldnt move. no one had service so i couldnt even call jana or maggie to let them know where i was. but anyway to make matters even better some guy who was about two heads in front of me couldnt hold his liquor and threw up all over the guy next to him and even on the little boy in front of him. ughhh YUCKKKK i was llike NOPE and got out of there asap, the opposite way duhh. once i got away from the 15th and market area and jumped on 13th i just went right to the cop shop where i accidentally ran into maggie which was awesome because phones still werent working. so jana was lost from us for a little bit but then found.
i was able to get in touch with my parents who were at broad and biglar with my little john and natacat. so we made it all the way down broad,surrounded by some of phillys most interesting people.
and a lot of fun
the beginning of the week is a little blurry. tuesday printmaking, hangout with ryz for some unexpected awesomeness of food-AND IT SNOWED FOR THE FIRST TIME!! it wasnt too much and looked beautiful. i love when you look up and it falls slow just enough to catch it on your tounge. ps <3maggies song
wednesday was jana maganas birthday:) so after kev and i got our fabric for our halloween costumes her and i went out to 12 steps down to watch the last innings of the game. after only two beers in each of us we proceeded to run, yes run, to broad street. (lawl:two words, SHIN SPLINTS.) go figure. when im drunk i can do anything.we wanted to yell so we got out on the median-we were one of the first people who made it out to broad street mind you-and realized we started yelling with these people who were supporting obama. i was like, im not trying to do this right now. wrong kind of yelling. so then we ran down broad street some more and ended up running into justin and company. he gave us a treat and then more people started to flood the streets. later on kev somm and maggie teamed up and we walked around some more and people were going nuts. nakedness, drunks, broken things, riots, bonfires, fireworks, and confetti. so much fun. oh and subway walls hahahahhaaa. public pee count that night:four. total picture count: 17, or so.
thursday=hurt.
havent felt this sick in a while. had to get up and head to crane arts to visit the galleries and my printmaking teachers studio. his studio is huge and p e r f e c t. i have no idea how an artist could be so clean, neat, and organized. and he has an awesome view of the city. i guess you get the penthouse suite when you own the place. then went out to lunch with ryan and priscilla at paradise. mmmmm yeah its a must. then rushed a paper out went to art ed, ate somm EXPENSIVE ass chinese that bummed me out, and more work, then kev and i played with sb t hh for a bit and retired early.
friday went home saw my brother with an aircast and wanted to squish him. now both of my siblings are in boots and both are now immobile. i know im next with my luck. but anyway, someone covered my two hours that i was supposed to go in for work so i figured id head to the parade right from nj. parked at thompson and columbia walked to the el which wasnt running so i hopped on the 15 and took it to broad. orange line wasnt running so i walked to city hall from broad and girard. i dont know why i didnt walk up 13th because i got stuck at city hall literally shoulder to shoulder. i never wanted to punch as many people as i did when i realized i couldnt move. no one had service so i couldnt even call jana or maggie to let them know where i was. but anyway to make matters even better some guy who was about two heads in front of me couldnt hold his liquor and threw up all over the guy next to him and even on the little boy in front of him. ughhh YUCKKKK i was llike NOPE and got out of there asap, the opposite way duhh. once i got away from the 15th and market area and jumped on 13th i just went right to the cop shop where i accidentally ran into maggie which was awesome because phones still werent working. so jana was lost from us for a little bit but then found.
i was able to get in touch with my parents who were at broad and biglar with my little john and natacat. so we made it all the way down broad,surrounded by some of phillys most interesting people.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
you're not mine and im' not yours.
i don't need a title.
they know they have you anyway.
locked, stuck, and trapped.
they know they have you anyway.
locked, stuck, and trapped.
Monday, October 27, 2008
all of your mimsys
were borgoves.
LAUREL I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT EVEN MEANS
but i cant stop saying it.
with a british accent.
but yeah.
so this is what i did last night...
as tired as i was i managed to make some goofy stuff. watercolors are actually fun.
ive always hated them but its fun to mess around with...
i really like displaced color and i think i might do a watercolor for my project for blavat.
we will see.
i obviously wait til the last minute for these things. aka due tomorrow.
iiight have to get back to reading about the silencing of homophobia in classrooms.
whateverrrr
<3manda
ps ignore that stupid alien thing.
i was making fun of someone and thats what i get because then i ruined that doodle of the big guy.
im an asshole.
LAUREL I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT EVEN MEANS
but i cant stop saying it.
with a british accent.
but yeah.
so this is what i did last night...
as tired as i was i managed to make some goofy stuff. watercolors are actually fun.
ive always hated them but its fun to mess around with...
i really like displaced color and i think i might do a watercolor for my project for blavat.
we will see.
i obviously wait til the last minute for these things. aka due tomorrow.
iiight have to get back to reading about the silencing of homophobia in classrooms.
whateverrrr
<3manda
ps ignore that stupid alien thing.
i was making fun of someone and thats what i get because then i ruined that doodle of the big guy.
im an asshole.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
my teeth feel like they are rotting right out of my head.
i just drank an xtragranditall-or whatever starbucks' sizes are-carmel apple cider
and as delicious as it was...i feel like i should be spitting out a tooth soon or
e x p l o d i n g
i hope i lose the teeth before i explode because then i can make a necklace out of teeth and floss.
or a keychain.
ok really, i have to write this midterm. enough stalling.
and as delicious as it was...i feel like i should be spitting out a tooth soon or
e x p l o d i n g
i hope i lose the teeth before i explode because then i can make a necklace out of teeth and floss.
or a keychain.
ok really, i have to write this midterm. enough stalling.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
haven't posted in a while but nothing is too new.
past week has been hectic with school work and midterms and projects. i havent been really making art lately. the other day i had ther perfect opportunity to paint and once i got everything set up, i couldnt even think of what i wanted to do. i had too many thoughts in my head but nothing was processing the way i wanted them to. i have projects due for blavat but i feel like thats more like school work. everything is working out what seems to be well with my independent study and its a different direction for me but i like what its rooted by. i know lawl is prob the only person who reads this and i dont think i told her what im doing for it...so im going to do it now...im recreating pages of my journal-old and new-but using different materials that represent what the entries mean. my proposal was obviously a lot cooler and more descriptive but whatever. i already made one project and the next thing im doing is a triptic of an entry with an image projecting on top of it. its something completely different and i dont know how much ill like it once its done but itll be something different for me.
anyway what else. hmmmm
oh i made up a livejournal name? just so i can make posts on ohnotheydidnt and postsecret. tell me im not a dork and a half. it makes sense and i know ill prob only use it at work. or not.
my profile name is flossed. because i like flossing. duhhhh
so ghey
ive also started observing for my art ed class. thats a lot of fun. for my practicum i have to observe a classroom for 2 hours a week for ten weeks. i wanted to teach highschool so i figure id observe the little kids thinking id might like it...and i really just want to mush these kids. they are unbelievably adorable. the teacher that im supposed to be tkaing notes from has yet to give me something good to take away from her teaching but the third and fifth graders are the best.
end of story.
ok time to get out of work.
later gators.
past week has been hectic with school work and midterms and projects. i havent been really making art lately. the other day i had ther perfect opportunity to paint and once i got everything set up, i couldnt even think of what i wanted to do. i had too many thoughts in my head but nothing was processing the way i wanted them to. i have projects due for blavat but i feel like thats more like school work. everything is working out what seems to be well with my independent study and its a different direction for me but i like what its rooted by. i know lawl is prob the only person who reads this and i dont think i told her what im doing for it...so im going to do it now...im recreating pages of my journal-old and new-but using different materials that represent what the entries mean. my proposal was obviously a lot cooler and more descriptive but whatever. i already made one project and the next thing im doing is a triptic of an entry with an image projecting on top of it. its something completely different and i dont know how much ill like it once its done but itll be something different for me.
anyway what else. hmmmm
oh i made up a livejournal name? just so i can make posts on ohnotheydidnt and postsecret. tell me im not a dork and a half. it makes sense and i know ill prob only use it at work. or not.
my profile name is flossed. because i like flossing. duhhhh
so ghey
ive also started observing for my art ed class. thats a lot of fun. for my practicum i have to observe a classroom for 2 hours a week for ten weeks. i wanted to teach highschool so i figure id observe the little kids thinking id might like it...and i really just want to mush these kids. they are unbelievably adorable. the teacher that im supposed to be tkaing notes from has yet to give me something good to take away from her teaching but the third and fifth graders are the best.
end of story.
ok time to get out of work.
later gators.
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