Sleeping is Giving In

Insomnia, that dirty fucker. Can't sleep, decided to clean out my inbox and consequently found a lot of old essays I wrote for school or college applications. Tempted to post some up (you call it narcissistic, I call it efficient archiving). I also rediscovered a great poem featured in one of my fave movies: Harold and Kumar. It's a love poem hehe.

The Square Root of 3 by Dave Feinberg

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

Red is the color of...

Curry.

Or maybe curry is more of a rust orange. It's along the same lines. I decided that blogging is for those who are in the hopes of sharing something they create, something they're good at it, something they love. Feelings and thoughts alone aren't really substantial enough for other people to care. Well, I love food. And today I cooked. Wait. Nobody cares. Today I cooked my mom's sauteed eggplants served with Cajun Rainbow Trout. Wait. Nobody cares. I'm not a cook. I'm a sixteen year old girl. Hmmm....well it was still yummy! Maybe one day when I think people care, I'll include a recipe. Maybe that'll be the day I surpass ten followers.


Fashion.

OBSESSED.>

J. CREW, SPRING 2010 COLLECTION>

PEARLIZED SEQUINED SILK DRESS, $650>

I spend too much time virtually window shopping. If I had a credit card, minimum wage would gradually lead to utmost nirvana. Lately I keep looking at ideeli, which is an invite only shopping community. Invite only. How legit is that? I'll probably buy my prom dress from there... because it's designer clothes with a tonnnnnn of discounts. And then there's J. Crew and Urban. Can't wait till I have a real job. I love clothes. I love the color red.

Insomnia.
It's unfortunate because I do not rock the bloodshot look. Sleep is so hard to come by when you have the guilt of impending papers to write and tests to study for on your mind. One more day. Holy. Shit.