I’m so excited to see the school year over, but I’m also so sad to lose friends- it doesn’t matter how much you promise to stay in touch, you lose friends. The way you lose hair, you lose weight. It’s easy to gain, easy to lose, hard to regain. How do you look forward to that?
So my very close friend’s mother just passed three hours ago and I found out via facebook (I understand, media and technology replacing human contact and whatnot). I never met the woman (She lived in Jordan) but somehow i feel this sense of intense loss. It’s really vague, like five minutes after you hit your funny bone. It’s kind of a hollow sense- you can’t feel it but you knew that until recently it was there. I guess what I’m saying is that I miss my friend’s elderly mother from Amman. I don’t know why. and I hate that it’s 1 am and it isn’t acceptable for me to go over and cry because I miss this woman I’ve never met. My friend just lost her rock and I miss a hypothetical figure in my life. I wonder why? I don’t know if I’m incredibly selfish or just incredibly bizarre. (or both) All I know for sure right now is that I need to get off my lazy butt and make something warm for my friend so that I can go over tomorrow at 2 PM and offer to watch her 4 kids and let her grieve in peace. May that dear woman’s soul rest in peace. Insh’Allah.
Looking forward to my first ever dance class- well the first one since ballet in the first grade. Hope I can learn grace and beauty and whatnot. It’ll at least be an experience to talk about in years to come. Later I’m gonna see Iron Man 2- oh yeah- it’s the life tomorrow.
Life is pretty high up in the sky today. It’s 1:12 in the morning, it’s calm, it’s serene, it’s silent. I love it. All I can hear is the sad sound of now-canceled Scrubs. (RIP Zach braff). Anyways I really don’t have a specific reason for a blog, i’m no budding fashion designer with an eye for color. I’m just a sometimes overwhelmed under appreciated person like everyone else on the computer past 11 pm. Actually I somewhat enjoy late night computer time. I can do whatever I want, as in go look up the season premier of Wizards of Waverly Place without feeling embarrassed. I can properly stalk that one girl I hate on Facebook. Anything’s possible with Night Time Internet. Where The Wild Things Are. It’s a peaceful realm, no chat boxes popping up saying “Did you get the answer for number five on the biology homework?!?” The internet is freeing, like I can do whatever I want (within reason) and in the privacy of my own room. I can wear a ballgown or a bikini, whatever I desire. I can have conversations with complete strangers as I fold my laundry. Either way I guess this first ever entry is dedicated to… (Da da da daaa!) The Internet! ILY!
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