sometimes i say something and then i think "wow im fuckin awesome"

so its been a while since i last wrote. mostly, i don't have much to write about. its true! ive been completely submerged with finals and do not have any free floating thoughts. but i must insist on myself to keep spitting some of my geniusness out because my brain, if well dissected can be put in a museum one day for many to gawk at and point. yep ladies and gentlemen, im brilliant. i take this narcissistic turn because honestly, why the hell not? all my friends tell me that im a nerd, so i am curbing my attitude to its limits. so im going to back track a bit to the weekend before thanksgiving. my dad's surprise birthday. wooooow. seems like so long ago, but basically since it was a surprise, i had to secretly go to school, down my quesadilla on my way to bart, run to the airport, get picked up in burbank, get dressed in the car (im exagerating) and yell "surprise." i think my dad was more surprised by the 40 something people all related to him in some way sitting in the restaurant that when he saw me he was a bit overwhelmed. but the party was a success for my mom and sister who so thoroughly planned this surprise. i found myself in a deja vu the next friday of thanksgiving, in the same restaurant, for my uncles birthday. this place is owned by my cousin and apparently its the new russian hang out spot. its always a russian restaurant for some reason.

fastforward

on my bed listening to joni mitchelle.
i think im really turning into a hippie. i give people evil stares when they walk straight past a perfectly huggable tree and do not even acknowledge its existence.
give hugs.
give love.



currently listening to: fiona apple "extraordinary machine"