Can't Make a Sound.

It's funny how my only objective was to reconcile with everyone and finally unify all the separate groups within the circle. And though that happened, everything else was lost with you. I want to say so much to you, but I feel like if I did, I would just be redundant. You've heard it all already, but I've just never felt this hurt and betrayed before. Thanks for the dishonesty. Some "best friend", you are. Why do I love youuuuuuuu. Fuck.

Don't expect to hear much from me on here for a while. It'd all be useless rambling. So once I finally get over all this and get the chance to compose myself, then I'll go on from there.

See you all in the new year.

mkp.

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SCRATCH THAT.




mkp.

Lifted:

This was a roller-coaster of a day. I feel like every possible emotion conceivable was, at one point, experienced. What was so hostile converted into a gentle, heartfelt warmness that reminded me of how genuinely happy I am to be over that stuff and to be where I am now. My heart is lifted. Tiff & Crys... I love you lotz!

December has so far been very eventful! Every little thing that occurs deserves to be blogged about. I'm optimistic and anxious about a lot of things, but for the most part, I'm excited.

It's 1 a.m. and I'm too tired to do anything else. Goodnight everyone, and hopefully I'll see you Saturday night!




mkp.

Grey Weather.

I am fucking relieved:
NO MORE 3-DIMENSIONAL PROJECTS.
NO MORE CLASS.

Fuck yes!

With the exceptions of tomorrow, Saturday, and possibly, Wednesday the 16th, school will be the last thing on my mind. FREEDOM.

The only negative aspect I can think of is how terrible my hands feel. Every joint in my fingers has been throbbing excessively in immense, terrible pain. Probably due to using dull scissors to slit 40 tiny sheets of thick, painted canvas, not to mention all the times the needle stabbed into my flesh from my poor lack of sewing ability. And from slamming the car door on my little pinky finger this morning. Ouch.

Expect my Christmas wishlist in a few days!




mkp.

Ampersand!

I’ve channeled an old obsession of mine: the ampersand. I remember I used to get a lot of shit for it when it started appearing too many times in my essays, probably for my grammatically incorrect usage. And it was then when I tried my best to rid myself of this habit. The ampersand, like the semi-colon and the interrobang, is widely known as “useless”. We don’t “need” them. However, it is a stylistic choice. And if used correctly, it can create an elegant flair to sentences. As an individual with ideas, opinions, and personal narratives, it is a grammatical symbol that inevitably stands for something more than "and". I believe that having the ability to write is the same as having the ability to translate one’s inner, most personal stories so that they become perceptible for everyone to see. It is a symbol that reminds me to keep writing (literally). It is an elegant representation for my appreciation of the literary works, for the written word, and for my love of writing.

On an related note, tonight was really fun. I love those adventures. And Souplantation. And Bright Eyes. And Crystal! Also, everything in some sort of way is suggestively perverted (ooh!). Only 2 more pages to go!

Good night!




mkp.

And I Will Color in the Meaning.

I forgot how beautiful this song is.

I've been okay. I'd go into some of the current angst I'm feeling, but I don't think it would be a good idea to get myself all worked up. I'm sick. For the the third time in the past 2 weeks.

So tonight's plans = cancelled.

Instead, I will be studying for finals & writing papers & finishing up projects & writing music & listening to bright eyes & working on art work & drinking hot tea & decorating the christmas tree. And getting better. Hopefully, I will feel well enough to go out tomorrow.


You know, that summer never stopped.
I still pretend I'm there.




mkp.