seethingblue's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- chattering teeth only two more weeks: the last week of classes and final exam week chattering teeth...everything in this house is broken...tape over the sliding glass doors...a page ripped out of an old calendar (i believe September) to hide the cracked glass of the garage window...our electric fireplace in pieces...everything smells like gas...will this house blow up? in some rooms i am freezing...chattering teeth and shivers all over. my sister and i went for a midnight walk last night with a flashlight and muddy sneakers. i am very very very out of shape...i was huffing and puffing (ha.) by the time we made it up our first hill...i couldn't even keep up with her...it was a shame. i know i'll never be a jogger but sometimes i forget how to walk properly...my bipedalism is just going to waste. but it was nice to breathe in the fresh air and forget about how some people will say anything to bum some change off of you for a drink... my hair is so heavy and wet and all is quiet in this broken and deteriorating house...it is symbolism of the highest form...when the windows break and frogs and lizards make their home in the dining room, there will be arguments and thrown stewpots and crying and stomping off...like magic but there are shadows of hanged bodies that swing on the front porch at night...i know because they swing in front of my window and in a way they are comforting...i don't know if i believe in ghosts but people do die sooner or later...and maybe we all will die out someday....i just want to sleep off a headache and watch a funny movie...and stop knocking on wood i can't deal with omens 1:10 p.m. - 2001-12-02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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