sitting around my parents house…

My father cries often to the sound of music, and whether it is from nostalgia or from the seer beauty of it depends on the song.

my head hurts from the brushing that I have given my hair today.

Me pongo a pensar en español y deseo con todo que los que me importan pudieran entender esto.

I am listening to Aleks Syntek. He is this almost blind man you has composed some amazing songs.

“And I still don’t find

What would be normal for me

To give you so much more

and give myself entirely

sex, pudor, and tears

it’s all the same to me.”

My parents where going to Texas this weekend, but no more, now they are waiting till spring break, but I will be going to New Mexico so I can’t go with them.

I am thinking about going to Mexico City right after that…I don’t know that I will have the money, but you know, if I did…

I have been very homesick lately, nostalgic, I miss the city, and I want to go home, that is what I keep thinking.

It is still alien to me to go to someone’s house and if they are eating something, to not get at least offered food as well.

My B-day is coming up soon, and I plan on having a PARTY at my house, sure it would be staight edge and what not, but it has been offered that if I want to get drunk I could sleep at the Joe Hill.We will see what I do.

Leigh Besson is moving back to Lawrence soon and that makes me happy, I miss her a lot, and although I was never part of her party crew I am her friend and I miss seeing her and talking to her.

(on a Valentine side note, this is the first year I have someone to celebrate that questionable holiday, and we did nothing…so not quite sure how to feel about that, also, this will be the first year that I am dating someone during my b-day!cool!)