Making pillows with Aud, learning Polyfil is the devil and will stick to everything.

a productive weekend [the best kind]

I did it, it's finished, it's finished being painted white. The sun will celebrate with me. It feels warm and springy. I'm excited about visiting Oregon in 2 weeks, to go check out prospective colleges. To pick out where I'm going to spend the next part of my life. I really just want to go and sit on the campuses and feel the vibe. See if I flow with it. Yesterday was a trip to the college library with my brother. We're always doing bookish things. I love the quiet atmosphere between the shelves. We camped on the floor and spent time reading and wandering through titles. I ended up at the 50-cents-a-book cart and came away with this one and another, heavier one. I love books.
Right now my mom and I are scouring the home-exchange website for houses/flats in France. All of them are incredible. I have fallen in love with so many homes on there. I want to live there. I neeed to live there.
Declamation was quick and painless yesterday, and going out for Thai food after was a lot of fun.

A cute face to begin the weekend with. Today at school started with me slipping down the stairs and bruising my arms and butt. This weekend holds another french poetry recitation, and the finishing of painting my room, and cooking something. I feel like cooking something. The pineapple brought back from our trip, starting to smell wonderful and making all the apples turn green (and red and yellow) with jealousy.
The sun is timidly returning, and its starting to feel a little warmer and prettier outside.I really wanted to make granola this weekend, and I was floating on that excitement (as exciting as making granola can be) all day at school. But to my dismay my mom came home from the grocery store with a bag of it in her hands. So why did I take a picture of it? Who knows.The valentine I made but forgot to give, because I hid it from the recipient so well. But to my opinion, the giving of little heart-shaped cards should not be limited to one day of the year.

Dinner. Salmon and spinach.

Just slowly surviving this week. Last evening was a trip to Anchortown to see the Poetry competition, in which A rocked 2nd place. Actually, both girls from our school won. That must mean something.
Anyway, my brother attended the show with me, and it was good to see him. I realize I'm going to miss him a lot when he leaves to his life adventures. I'm mentally pretending he's not going to leave until I'm all done here and get to leave myself. Its so awesome to have someone to talk to and share stuff with like I can with him. After the show we decided an emergency trip to Barnes and Noble was in order, in which I got a brand new book.

Recommended by my brother, this is a group of yoga poses that progresses as I keep practicing. Eventually, I would love to be this able:

But not for a while yet.
I think this weekend I feel like cooking something wonderful again. I have a need of some really good quality food to enjoy. My mom is sick, and I'm way busy with homework, so we're left to frozen pizzas and soups for dinner. Not saying the pizza isn't good. It is very yummy.


But you know what I mean.

For now, I'm off to yoga.

I feel like butter scraped over too much bread.

School is killer right now. In the bad way. I hate being this stressed out.
However:
Andrew Bird's album, Armchair Apocrypha, is marvelous.
Tomorrow's Thursday.
I am wearing a [hand-made] tank top that I like.
I am nearly finished with this morning's crossword.
I went to yoga yesterday and it felt so good.
I swam today and maybe I'm feeling more comfortable in there.
Crackers with peanut butters on them taste good to me.

time waster

I've gotten into crosswords. I never really feel like I'm accomplishing anything, but at the same time its such a satisfying feeling to figure them out. Not saying I'm very good at them. I wonder if you get better, the more you do, or if its just that trivia-knowledge-trait some people have, which I most definitely do not?

Anyway, it was actually nice to be back today, I did miss everybody. The trip was totally fun, a little more laid-back then vacations I'm used to, but it was a nice break. Our days were mostly laying on the beach, deciding where to eat lunch, kayaking, laying on the beach, deciding where to eat dinner, watching Juno for the first time, a trip to an art fair and the zoo just for kicks, more good food...



I always have pictures of clouds, just to mix it up, heres a picture from above those fluffy marvels.

And for more complete vacation photos: here

Pre-valentine's day.

I can't help but laugh.

It's 7:30am. I locked myself out of my car. And I'm in a silly dress I can't get out of. This is ridiculous.

c'est trop froid ici

This weekend is over and again the school week comes again, unwelcome. I am not ready to go back, because I'm not feeling my best and am not ready to be around people.
Yesterday was a nice time, between the language competition in which A and I both recited French poetry (she also did German poetry and impromptu because she's far better at everything than I am) and then we went to have a nice lunch and thrift store browsing, in which I gathered a pair of shoes and a belt and a sweater all for $4.50, and then watching the Office because it is so adorable.
I spent Friday night cooking a serious meal-Eggplant Parmigiana-making everything from scratch, and it was really good. I was surprised, and very pleased.



Later:


A little..bag? Clutch? I don't know exactly what I'm going to use it for, but the button is hand-made and painted by my mother. I think its pretty.

a little fattening up..

I've acquired a recent obsession with cooking. Or, at least, with pretty pictures of food, and with it the desire to make pretty foodstuffs and take pretty pictures of it.

An exciting event today, the school-wide competition of poetry recitation was won by none other than my best friend. We were all so proud of her. The people I was sitting with were exclaiming "I went to high school with that girl!"


These pictures have very little to do with the post, other than they are absolutely lovely. And definitely look at these.

Peering over the edge..

..at tomorrow. It's going to be chaos, school-wise. I should be stressing out now and studying like crazy and getting tons of homework done. My brain is yelling "You should be freaking out right now!!!"

How come I'm not? At all?

French poems to memorize, a significant person in my life to write about, problems in the economy to learn about, and colleges to pick. While all this goes on... inside my head I'm actually feeling far away. My poor Singer is terribly underutilized, my novel is horribly under-read, and the sunlight is heart-breakingly brief, but not under-enjoyed.
A new album, Andrew Bird & The Mysterious Production of Eggs, has been found. I really love the album cover. It inspires me in a silly way.
I also feel like baking more. The muffins I made were just the beginning. I realize that I know how to make very little, without calling up my mom to ask what such-and-such means or how exactly to do so-and-so. And since my mom and I can't eat every delicious thing I plan on making, maybe my friends will start receiving surprise edible gifts.

It's ridiculously cold in my house right now.

I do my math with a crochet hook.

Sunday Sun

It was a Value Village Day.

Muffin-making and Fight Club-watching.

How I spend my Friday nights.