Before I lived in it, my old house had burned down and killed a boy. Also one should note there were locks on all the doors inside the house, but on the outsides of the doors. I’ve never liked that house, but I didn’t discover until recently those past events. I thought for years that it was because I didn’t like my stepfather, and so logically I transfixed all that pent up emotion on to the house. But I know in my heart I’ve just never liked it there. Apparently the boy’s sister showed up and asked if she could tour through the house and look around. So I ask you this- is returning to a place that haunted you as a child help you move on? Are there any memories would have rather forgotten that have attached themselves to physical places? And does going to that place help you forget them? Or move on? Let go?

He said I’m going to buy this place and burn it down
I’m going to put it six feet underground
He said I’m going to buy this place and watch it fall
Stand here beside me baby in the crumbling walls
Oh I’m going to buy this place and start a fire
Stand here until I fill all your heart’s desires
Because I’m going to buy this place and see it burn
Do back the things it did to you in return
-Coldplay

Yesterday I went to Riverside Shakespeare’s production of “A Comedy of Errors” but missed the second half (the first was hilarious) because I had to borrow Riley’s car (he plays the gorgeous Duke) and pick up a mutual friend from the airport because they always overbook the planes and nobody would bump him and he was stuck arriving about six hours late. Today I was supposed to go again to see it but the person I was going with suddenly wouldn’t pick up their phone or return calls and or messages. I’m sure there’s an excuse (there always is) but that still doesn’t change the fact that I’m stuck here at my house missing this play because I didn’t get a call saying, “Hey, I can’t go” or “Hey, I’m puking all over, see if you can get a ride with someone else.” and told Boozy (the beautiful babe in the first photo) I’d meet her there because I was going with this particular someone else. I could have driven Jei to work and taken my car if I had known. I wouldn’t be so upset if this didn’t happen every time.

Yay for tough circumstances and stellar individuals.

“You cut all your hair off!”
“I was just tired.”
“Tired of your hair?”
“Just tired.”

Here are the cookies I baked yesterday.

And the pie the day before.

Merissa is over cooking Rue and I some delicious food and then we’re going to watch a movie. I just wanted to share a moment with you. Oh, and Kat- They distribute Krispy Kreme here now. I will have some for you when you get here next week.

“Dear Diary,

I can feel their eyes on me, and their eyes do not deceive them. Their jealousy does not deceive them. They are–rightfully–envious of my Jem and the Holograms t-shirts. Screw Eric Starr and the Misfits!”

-quote from cK

My sisters made bunnies out of rocks, because they’re homeschooled and don’t spend their days glued to the television. They tell me about Siddhartha and Rome and how they are growing their own grass as an experiment. I think I would have had a lot more fun in school (and potentially learned more) if I had been able to learn beside my sister.

I have been taken by the strange and deceptive sensation that I have no work to do, and that I am free. This will tear at my skin later.

I would like to:
Rearrange my room
Cook a casserole for dinner tomorrow
Post pictures of the first pie I baked (peach and blueberry)

=)

Does anyone else find this ridiculously amusing?