Randomness

coracle — Sat, 23 Aug 2008 05:28:18 +0400

Mercury.
It flows like water over my face
Silvery metallic beads rolling
Over my broken nose, catching
In the hollow of my throat.
Mercury seeps through my skin
One molecule at a time,
Killing me and rendering me whole.
The quicksilver gaze of the man haunts me
His eternal eyes behind the spectacles
Following, stalking me beyond
The river Styx.

I'll miss him

coracle — Wed, 20 Aug 2008 11:32:23 +0400

I called one of my friends today to invite him to go ice-skating with a bunch of other people. He said he wasn't interested, which didn't surprise me, but when he declined I suddenly realized that I have to face this school year without him. I have no idea what I'm going to do.

Reasons to Write

coracle — Sun, 17 Aug 2008 01:44:20 +0400

I've wanted to be a writer since fourth grade. Every time someone asked me what I want to do when I grow up, I said I wanted to write. The things I wanted to write would change, but the writing remained constant. But do I really want to toil away for years, working and refining my skills and collecting a room full of rejection slips before I finally get published?

I am sick of China

coracle — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 09:41:55 +0400

I'm sick of my mom constantly talking about how great China is, how Chinese censorship isn't so bad, how sweatshops don't exist, and more China, China, China. Pride in one's homeland is perfectly understandable, but this is getting seriously excessive. I love Seattle, but I don't spend every waking moment extolling its virtues and denying its faults.

I love my flute

coracle — Wed, 06 Aug 2008 08:03:01 +0400

After whining about how I didn't want to practice yesterday, today I played my flute for the first time since getting my braces off. It was amazing. The notes just seemed to glide out and sing, when before I had to force them and hope it wouldn't sound too awful. I could even slide up to high C with hardly any effort at all.

Guilt

coracle — Tue, 05 Aug 2008 10:09:18 +0400

Right now I feel really guilty. I should have practiced my flute and my piano today, but I kept putting it off and now it's too late. I'm afraid I'll show up for my lessons and completely fail and disappoint my teachers. I'm probably going to practice a lot tomorrow to make up for not playing my flute today, yesterday, and last Friday. I haven't played piano or piccolo since Thursday.

Rain

coracle — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 05:21:06 +0400

So I wrote this really long journal entry, then accidentally deleted it just as I was about to post it. It was really annoying but what can I do? I guess all those words will just have to disappear to whatever graveyard lost writing goes to collect dust, because I am not going to attempt to rewrite it.

Bonk

coracle — Sat, 26 Jul 2008 00:34:20 +0400

I'm reading Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex. I love it.

Mary Roach is one of my favorite nonfiction writers. Her first book, Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers, will forever stand as the funniest book about dead people ever conceived, researched, and put on paper.

No wonder my friends think I'm weird.

I felt like writing poetry

coracle — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 07:58:49 +0400

Oh, why is my heart
So terribly treacherous and
So painfully uncooperative?
When I look into her eyes
I see falling stars, each one a wish
Far too big to come true,
Each one a heart broken, a hope crushed
And I know, I know
That I have no chance. Then I see
The way his glance flickers
And lingers
On my face
My pulse quickens, my face grows warm
As I sense the way our eyes dance

Math and Musicals

coracle — Fri, 18 Jul 2008 09:48:35 +0400

I'm taking a math class this summer which covers a year's worth of material in five weeks, so I'll be in precalc this year as a sophomore. I was supposed to be in seventh grade honors when I was in sixth grade, but as a result of transferring schools I couldn't get in.

our internet sucks...

coracle — Sun, 13 Jul 2008 09:27:06 +0400

Our modem broke, so I'm currently accessing the internet via dial-up. It's only just barely tolerable. I'd forgotten how slow dial-up is.

First Entry

coracle — Thu, 10 Jul 2008 07:49:10 +0400

I first noticed that I'm attracted to girls around seventh grade. At the time I don't think I even knew what bisexual means, and since I'm definitely attracted to guys, I assumed I'm straight and was ashamed of the way I couldn't seem to keep my eyes off girls.