why?

trail mix isn't that delicious.... i'm just saying.

i kicked ass on the ellyptical today. woop. woop. i'm almost back to the pre-pregnancy weight. i think i would have been there already had i been more motivated. there's no time like the present!

Rose Wine

in this white wind i am sinking in this silence.

i need a new mix. i need a new routine and a new schedule. thank goodness for change. not everything is going to stay the same.

i like my wine to be luke cold, with a bitter sense of sweet where i can be free.

my poetry hasn't come out in a long time. i felt like growing up was to abandon what i used to be. only small pieces have come with me along my journey.

being different can warrant peace.

watch me. i will be different.

what?

hope i didn't mislead you.

oh no!

that cork is my nemesis... and so is that tiger

kill me please, or at least take my test for me

oh my gawd i feel like i'm about to scream and explode from the inside out. i have a stupid ass test on marketing and i have just drank a double shot coconut mocha courtesy of my sister. i am glued to the chair and i feel like sprinting all over the place. i am complacent and uncomfortable as my pants don't fit right and my ass is numb. my body hurts due to day number two on the elliptical and i have t-minus 2 1/2 hours to get the rest of my studying in. i'm about to throw the damn keyboard as every key is sticking and i have completely lost all motivation.

it's not a good sign. i'll try to give you an answer of my well being in the next day or two. i have a feeling my evening is not going to be very good. uugh...

serenity now.

really?

riding a bicycle while smoking. isn't that counterintuitive to the end result?

is swear, if i had a mobile device hooked up to the internet. i would have a million pointless posts... until then this will have to work for now.