Someone is knocking in the wall.

I've Moved!

Thu, 27 Apr 2006 23:13:00 GMT

Dear Friends,

I have moved to another LJ. I think I've grown out of this name. For those who don't know its a Teen Tehatre reference...-*craps out the mouth onto Teen Thetare*-.

My new name is: petal_abstract

So. Add me :P

Its Official.

Thu, 27 Apr 2006 18:49:45 GMT

I am now officially a double major in History and Anthropology wiht my concentration in Archeology.

It makes sense because the break down is this:

I need 103 credits to graduate.

36 need to be from History.

I only need 40 from Anthropology.

36+40=76

103-76=27 credits

I might get a minor in Sociology...

And be the darling of the social science department.

Wed, 26 Apr 2006 21:16:16 GMT

I am about to go to Oregon hall to figure a bunch of crap out. Such as:

-Do I want to go to school this summer?
    -Subquestion: How in the hell do I pay for it?
    -Sub-Sub question: Where would I live?

-I'm a what major?
    -Current Internal Debate:
                      -History?
                      -Archeology?
                      -Both?
                      -~~Journalism?~~
                      ~~-Psychology?~~
                      ~~-Business?~~
                      -Under Water Basket Weaving?

-How the shit do I do both Archeology and History?
                -Is this suicidial?
                -Masochistic?
                -Insane?
                -A good idea?
                -Teh sex?
                -What I really, really, really want?

-I will graduate when?
             -If ever?

So.

Apparently.

According to someone.

Who may or may not be reading this.

I am a:

Dyke that needs to learn how to swallow cum; improve my grammer and spelling; gather some fashion sense; I need to get mad at my boyfriend for hanging out with girls; and visit an eyebrow waxer.

I apparently I am a dyke because I like Tori Amos and Bjork.

Hello fellow dykes: millionbubbles and plasticstar. We are dykes because we enjoy the musical soundings of two women who like cock, are married/have parteners, and have children.

I would love to dyke out with the two of you. However. You both have boyfriends.

PS: I was called a dyke all throughout high school. Atleast then the people who called me a dyke had better reasons than this.

Swallowing cum: Um...no :D Not really my bag. Besides I have a bad gag reflex and vomiting on you partner is not always a good thing.

Unless you're into that sort of thing.

Then by all means...please...vomit on your partner.

Grammer? Fuck grammer. I want to go dig up human remains and talk about the Bubonic plague to 15 year olds. I don't need grammer to do that.

Spelling. Yes. I have a lot trouble with spelling. It is because the side of my brain that has my spelling centers in it is wired wrong and completely damaged. I can't spell due to the fact that I have a severe learning disability that hinders my daily life. And spell check is for papers, not journals.

Fashion. Yeah...There are more important things in this world than understanding fashion. Do you know what I find to be more interstiung than knowin what is 'In' this seaon?

Pathological Archeology.

I have no idea if those words can go to together but it cobines two things that I love. Bones and diseases. I want to know more about how disease, illness, birth defects, etc. affected the daily lives of our ancestors.

My boyfriend can hang out with all the girls that he wants. Just as long as they're not trying to sabatoge our realtionship by tyring to fuck him everytime they see him.

I have bushy eye brows. I know this. I am aware of this. I know why I have eyebrows such as these.

It all has to do with genetics.

Because, believe it or not, sometimes people with certian ancestory inherit certian charecterisitcs. And I don't mean to be sterotypical, but I inheretited a lot from my Dad's side of the family, which just so happens to have some Jewish ancestory.

And by 'some' I mean my dearly beloved Grandma Lucy's father, my Great Grandfather, was German Jew.

Who, surprisingly, had thick eyebrows.

As does my Dad. And my cousin Pearl.

And all of my Dad's brothers, sisters, and the majority of their kids.

And I would much rather buy books with the 20.00 I would on a trip to get my eye brows done.

Books like 'Europe and Disease'.

Plus waxing is apparently bad for your elacisity skin.

After analyzing all of the things that are wrong with me I have come to a conclusion:

The person who said this is apparently a homophobic, cum loving, grammer 'n' spelling Nazi, controlling, Anti-Semetic, high maitenece fashionista.

Fun times.

I am going to go listen to my dykey music now :D

Well then...

Wed, 26 Apr 2006 09:12:34 GMT

I am glad that's over.

And I am damn proud of my bushy 'n' Jewish eyebrows.

Thank you Great Grandpa Huffman for passing your genes onto me. I am very happy to carry them :D

No matter what the kids at school say.

Tue, 25 Apr 2006 00:51:56 GMT

German vocab can bite my ass.

I got a nifty mixed cd from someone sorta special.

And by 'sorta special' I mean this silly boy that has captivaited me.

He is rather dreamy, and asks me interesting questions no one has ever asked me before.

And we I think about him or see him I get all fluttery and even more awakward. I can't speak...I can't keep the conversation going...I can't even think of something witty to say.

I normally catch myself being distracted by just looking at him.

And it takes up the greater part of my brain's functioning abilities.

However we're standing on the fringes of each other's lives not quite sure what to do with ourselves.

And I never went outside.

Mon, 24 Apr 2006 21:35:30 GMT

I am up to a whole lot of nothing.

I finished eating awhile ago and I am still sitting here in Hamilton.

And its a beautiful day.

I should drop off my stuff and go read a book.

Outside.

In the sun.

A book like the one I should read for history.

But my 'Mummy Congress' book is so much more interesting.

Although the current chapter is about how they preserved Lenin's still very dead body.

I think that Lenin looks liek he's been carved from wax.

I just don't find the chapter too interesting.

(I like my mummies, bones, and dead bodies to be atleast 200 years old.

And preserved in the peat bogs of Denmark.)

Incurruptables are so much more interesting because they're mircales manufactured by the Catholic church.

All they really are is just corpses of Saints, ensacsed in shirnes inside churches, that have been helped to stay slightly preserved.

And by 'helped' I mean that the churches used mummification methods stolen from the anciant Eygyptians.

-*eye roll*-

All we humans do is steal form each other, isn't it?

Countires, territory, inventions, beliefes, goods, lives, people.

Even if its under an agreement of trade.

Someone always feels robbed at one end of the spectrum.

OMG!!!1111!!111milkandcereal!1!!1!!

Sun, 23 Apr 2006 19:07:56 GMT

I get teh intarweb in my work's back room.

LOLZROFL

-*-elena-*-

Bewildered

Sun, 23 Apr 2006 03:35:43 GMT

I've loved mummies since I was 4.

A strange love. An unfathomable love.

I know.

But everyday that passes I can't but help wonder something.

I wonder if mummies is all that I have.

If they are who I am.

What I am.

Who I am meant to love.

I wonder if mummies are my one and only true love.

Even though I know they can't love me back.

But they can never hurt me.

And the scary thing is that I am ok with that.

Pieces

Fri, 21 Apr 2006 09:40:42 GMT

We told each other that we loved each other.

But we are just a seedling.

And our roots have bearly taken hold of the world aound us.

Thu, 20 Apr 2006 08:51:19 GMT

When he faced me while we were walking down the side walk and kissed me...

My day was made perfect.

Whole Heart

Wed, 19 Apr 2006 07:30:23 GMT

Everything is going well right now.

Just little stresses here and there.

Too and frow.

I am not sleeping as much as I should.

But its worth it.

And I know that I've got to stop.

I bought a flowing white eyelet skirt.

That floats in between my legs and gentely swishes when I walk.

I wear it with flip flops.

When its sunny.

And my exposed skin makes vitamen D.

I comtemplate kissing tulips.

But never do.

Spring is almost here.

And it has never been more beautiful.

Rut

Fri, 14 Apr 2006 18:46:17 GMT

I'm already in circles and circles and circles again
The girl's in circles and circles
Got to stop spinning
Circles and circles and circles again
Thought I was over the bridge now

~~I am~~ not.

Thu, 13 Apr 2006 16:34:34 GMT

Somebody is playing Coldplay.

Really fucking loudly.

And by 'really fucking loudly' I can clearly understand what the singer is saying.

What. The. Shit.

Hmmm...

Thu, 13 Apr 2006 10:32:15 GMT

I need to sleep.

Like woah.

O.M.F.G.

Wed, 12 Apr 2006 06:06:48 GMT

This is my first of many entires written on my new baby.

That's right.

With a huge 1,000.00 financial aid refund I got an iBook G4 for 800.00 form the U of O Bookstore.

Nick helped me set it up.

I am currently trying to think of a cute name for it.

I love it so very very very much ^^

Places to Be.

Fri, 07 Apr 2006 17:21:32 GMT

When I came home last nite a couple was haivng very loud, noisey sex.

And I thought that "This is the last thing that I need right now."

I talked to Kevin, ever so breifly and I couldn't help but think

"This is all I'll ever need."

I will elaborate on everything later.

The State I am In

Thu, 06 Apr 2006 22:10:26 GMT

The term has started once more.

Ode to joy.

Spring holiday went by waaay to fast. I feel like I did everything in Medford that I could possibly do.

I got my hair trimmed 'n' layered, bought some clothes, and hung out with my friends and family.

I got a new roommate. Her name is Mnady and she's form Hong Kong.

She is really nice and sweet. She's quiet too.

I really haven't been around to visit her much though.

Sunday was the best. I got to see Nick.

Monday was awkward.

We figured out why it was awkward.

We got Nerfed by nerds with an elaborate plan.

Tuesday felt like it was my first day on campus. I got lost everywhere I went.

I saw an old firend from high school. We caught up a bit.

Hall meeting. Fire drill.

Walk through campus at nite with Nick.

I smelled all sorts of blooms.

I climbed a magnolia tree.

And felt the magnolia petals.

We acted like such a couple.

I think its because we are already a couple.

Because its pretty much official.

He's my boyfriend.

Flutter. Flutter. Flutter.

First offical date was last nite.

You can't go wrong with Chinese food, 'V For Vendetta', and kunoodling.

I was too tired to go to Yoga. I couldn't get out of bad.

We relaly need to work this out.

I was late to German.

I have to work at 6.

Call complex directors today.

I have to figure out the costs of my books and call my parents about that.

I can't afford lose myself now.

Ermph.

Mon, 03 Apr 2006 22:17:15 GMT

I hate this feeling.

Just Lyrics Today

Fri, 31 Mar 2006 09:22:49 GMT

Colors by Utada Hikaru:

Miraa ga utsushidasu maboroshi o
ki ni shi nagara itsu no ma ni ka sokudo ageteru no sa

Doko e itte mo ii to ii wareru to
hanpa na ganmou ni wa hyoushiki mo zenbu haiiro da

Honoo no yurameki koyoi mo yume o egaku
anata no fudesaki kawaite imasen ka

Aoi sora ga mieru nara aoi kasa hirogete
ii janai ka Kyanbasu wa kimi no mono
shiroi hata wa akirameta toki ni dake kazasu no
ima wa makka ni sasou tougyuushi no you ni

Karaa mo iro aseru keikoutou no moto
shirokuro no Chesuboodo no ue de kimi ni deatta

Bokura wa hitotoki mayoi nagara yorisoutte
are kara hitotsuki oboete imasu ka

Orenji iro no yuuhi o tonari de miteru dake de yokatta no ni na
kuchi wa wazawai no moto
kuroi fuku wa shisha ni inoru toki ni dake kiru no
wazato makka ni nokoshita Ruuju no ato

Mou jibun ni wa yume no nai e shika egakenai to iu nara
nuritsubushite yo Kyanbasu o nando demo
shiroi hata wa akirameta toki ni dake kazasu no
ima no watashi wa anata no shiranai iro

The mirror that reveals my dreams
Raises my spirits unnoticed

When it's said "it's possible to go anywhere,"
My fragmented wishes are marked entirely in gray

The swaying flames paint my dreams tonight
The tip of your brush isn't dried up?

The blue sky can be seen if you open your blue umbrella
That isn't good? The canvas is yours
I'll abandon time as I hold a white flag overhead
In order for deep red to invite the matador now

Colors fade under a flourescent lamp
On the black and white of the chessboard, we met by chance

The time we lost our way, we nestled close
Do you recall that month?

Watching the orange colors of the setting sun with you was wonderful
Your mouth was an origin of catastrophe
Black clothes are only worn when praying for the deceased
The mark of rouge leaves behind deep red purposely

In myself, I see no dreams, like unpainted pictures
How many times must I fill this canvas?
I'll abandon time as I hold a white flag overhead
I am your unknown color now

Portability

Fri, 24 Mar 2006 18:06:30 GMT

I am about to leave for spring break.

I am heading 3 hours south to a place that I feel safe in. Because the familiarity of the streets, directions, places, and people always comfort me.

Not to say that I don’t feel safe here, but I don't sleep as well as I feel that I should. And there are to many distractions sometimes.

My roommate moved out. I may come back to a new one. I left her a note.

My tummy is jumpy with excitement and fluttering.

Its been feeling like this for a few days now.

Aaron is leaving for Italy on Sunday. I am going to miss him. We took pictures and went to a couple of parties last nite. One was filled with people that I didn't know. The other many of them I had met before. I even went to high school with one of the hostesses, Alice, whom I've always adored. Ink form the long past days of Teen Theater was there.

She didn't say hi.

I think she still feels bad about the whole thing with John.

But its to long to speak of now. And not that it really matters that much.

And I still remember the hug he gave me. At my last community show. A hug that said more than he could veer bring himself to say.

It was a hug filled with regret and apologies.

And I was stronger then.

I am a lot weaker now.

And there's a part of me that says that I shouldn't have hope.

The majority of the time I don't.

But this time I might have enough to get me through.

It must be said!!!

Thu, 23 Mar 2006 14:00:12 GMT

I have some of the greatest friends. Ever.

Kevin, Eric, Val, Nick-n-Jade, and Tracy.

Even though I didn't get a chance to talk to Nick-n-Jade, but I know that they care and that's enough for me.

And I am sure if Tracy was awake she would've talked to me too.

Thank you guys.

2 phone calls in one nite. One form Estille, Nicaragua and one form Tokyo, Japan.

Just to help me figure stuff out.

How lucky can I get?

You're all so, so amazing.

All of you are the world to me.

I love you all.

Love Always,

Your E-Chan

Thu, 23 Mar 2006 05:56:01 GMT

Once again I take an online quiz to help me define my life and persoanality.

Messy, ~~Irritable~~, Depressed, Fragile, Worrying, Emotionally Sensitive, ~~Does Not Like to Lead~~, Phobic, Weird, ~~Suspicious~~, ~~Low Self Control~~, ~~Paranoid~~, Frequently Second Guesses Self, Dependent, ~~Unproductive~~, Introverted, ~~Weak~~, Strange, ~~Unassertive~~, ~~Submissive~~, Familiar With the Dark Side of Life, Feels Invisible, ~~Rash~~, ~~Vain~~, ~~Anti-Authority~~, Heart Over Mind, Low Self Concept, Disorganized, Not Good at Saving Money, ~~Avoidant~~, Daydreamer, ~~Unadventurous~~

Stability results were moderately low which suggests you are Worrying, Insecure, Emotional, and ~~Anxious~~.

Orderliness results were low which suggests you are Overly Flexible, Improvised, and ~~Fun Seeking at the Expense too Often of Reliability, Work Ethic, and Long Term Accomplishment.~~

Extraversion results were moderately low which suggests you are Reclusive, Quiet, ~~Unassertive~~, and Secretive.

Key:

Purple: I agree, a lot.
Green: I agree.
~~Grey: Fuck that shit.~~

-*-elena-*-

Guess What?

Tue, 21 Mar 2006 10:26:16 GMT

Sssshhhh! Please, no talking in the library.

So. What do you guys think?

Gorammit!

Tue, 21 Mar 2006 09:43:11 GMT

I cannot focus enough to write my damn paper for Cyberpunk....Plus the two film reviews!

Why and how did I let this happen?

Shits! Shits! Shits!

Aw. Shits!

Tue, 21 Mar 2006 08:31:48 GMT

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