Monday, May 19, 2008

Plans and recent legislation

In all honesty, I can't wait for high school to end. It could be the promise of freedom, the escape into a new setting, or simply the want of a decent night's sleep for once, but I've grown to have a severe distaste for high school. It's probably just the ignorance.

Rant aside, I'm planning on going somewhere in-state, preferably upstate, though my chances are slim. I'd love to explore the world, but not until I've explored whats already so close first(and also not until I've become a lot more worldly, meaning a few more languages). Difficulty is majoring in a somewhat safe bet, biology, or pursuing something I'd really much rather like to spend time with. I'm also contemplating journalism.

On to another topic.

I've found it amazing how a state had been banning "cheery: bright and pleasant; promoting a feeling of cheer" marriages for so long. I don't see the problem honestly. Two living people of the same species are usually subject to that odd, abstract and horribly inexplicable idea of love, so why restrict it? We're all somewhat punished for falling into it, so why keep one of the few joys of love restricted. It was simply a matter of equal rights, no longer of race but of mind.

And this shouldn't be hard at all:
"And the news reports on the radio
said it was getting worse
cause the ocean air found the flame.
but I couldn't think there was anywhere
I would have rather been
to watch it all burn away."

Saturday, May 3, 2008

a ta santé mon brave

"Life without absinthe? I cannot imagine it! For me it would be impossible! I should hang, drown or shoot myself into infinitude, out of sheer rage at the continued cruelty and injustice of the world — but with the divine nectar of Olympus I can defy misfortune and laugh at poverty, as though they were the merest bagatelles! Come! — to your health, mon brave! Drink with me! "
— Marie Corelli

Sunday, April 6, 2008

The Barrow Boy

I'll (most likely) be off to North Carolina for a new environment, a new starting point of sorts. I've always wanted to travel the world, but I guess I'll have to put that plan/dream on hold. It's possible to explore without being physically away, no? I'm quite excited about college.

And, okay, I don't get any bonus points--I googled. Beautiful lyrics though! I used to listen to one of their songs quite a bit, so it's a nice re-discovery, I suppose. Thank you!

What about the rest of you guys? Plans, dreams, adventures?

Not too hard:

"Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown
Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
But I am dead and gone and lying in a church ground
But still I push my barrow all the day
Still I push my barrow all the day"

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Breaking the Trend

Sort of breaking the trend, but I don't think I know anyone in this blog. So, I'd like to ask (now that high school is approaching the end for many of us) what everyone's post-high school plans are.

How many people are going to college? Anyone taking a gap year? Is anyone applying to out of state schools or maybe international schools? Assuming a large number of California residents here, how many UCs are you applying to? What is the post-high school fantasy that you only dream about?

(Personally, I would like to tour the world for things like Doctor Who film sites or Korean boy bands. I will settle for going to an in-state college, though)

So yes, it's a bit personal to start off with sharing our plans for the future, but it'd be nice if we were all heading towards the same general direction.

And to keep in theme:

"But I miss reaching for the lasers,
the sound of the beat is eight clicks away,
classes, school behavior.
sweating the night out of the sky,
learning to laugh and not ask why."

(Bonus points if you guess the band/song without resorting to Google)

Monday, March 24, 2008

Sie

Down by a café,
we spoke in each others' language
and forgot by the next day.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Poem

Random poem for a random blog.

Remember (Christina Rossetti)

REMEMBER me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

on the radio...

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again