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headed down to cambridge to escape the turmoil up here in the good ol’ portland.  i can’t deal with most issues, so i run instead.  it’s never failed- at least not yet, and i just am in desperate need of a separate peace, before i have to come back and rifle through the shit in my room that needs to be put away.  sometimes cleaning is gratifying, other times it’s emotionally taxing.  back might be permanently knotted.

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kudos and utmost respect.

happy december.  i’ll be MIA, just to warn you.  there’s so much going on, exams are right around the corner, i need to take a last minute trip down to cambridge to pick up a few gifts, and i’m taking all the extra shifts at work that i can get.  so much food to create as well.  this is a bit late, but happy hanukkah.

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how is it that i celebrate my holiday like every other american? eat turkey? check.  see loads of family? check.  watch football? check.  spend hours in traffic? check.  but i love it nonetheless.  the shouts rising from the men’s section of the table (yes, the women tend to flock to one another during this time of the year), the popped bottles of champagne and prosecco, the nursing of our food babies, the last-minute scramble to draw names for our christmas grab.  it’s all so comforting.  even the fact that we have the same varieties of wine on hand is nice, Chianti, Pinot grigio, Korbel.  nothing changes.  it’s a tradition.  perhaps the most comforting tradition i have.  but to be honest, this year was different.  my mother stayed in maine, while i made the trip to cambridge.  it was weird to be truthful.  unorthodox, and borderline painful.  but it was nice.  it gave me a wake up call, a vibrant one at the least saying, 2010 is almost over.  that’s true.  it is almost over.  time has sped up two or three notches since i’ve entered high school, and it’s crazy.  i realized that i have very little control over what happens and when things happen.  but i’m not bothered by that.  i may admit that i kinda sorta prefer it that way. 

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but moving on.  my holiday was fantastic, how was yours? just as good i can only hope, or better! christmas is a month away, it’s been four years since my boston mom and dad tied the knot officially, and i’m very happy to see what the next three months bring.  december promises to be eventful.  spending the holidays (yes christmas and Chanukah) with loved ones, celebrating birthdays, making weekend trips to boston and the surrounding area, making the house festive, and working more than i want to.  it’s busy and wonderful.  my dearest buddy is coming up from florida right before christmas, and exams end on the 16th of december.  i can’t believe the semester is almost over (almost, perhaps i mean practically)? meredith is traveling up for new years and christmas from the dirty durham, and then of course, NEW YEARS EVE.  after that celebration there’s a mere five days until my birthday, and with that comes smiles and more trips to wonderful cities.  i have a feeling that this winter will be absolutely delightful in comparison to others.  but in the near future, i have lunch reservations at bistro du midi, right across from the boston commons, a mani/pedi appointment, an evening at the beach house, and then a reunion with someone who makes me very happy! what more can i ask for? … a bottle of wine or champagne? i don’t need em, things are going to swell for me to want more than what i need.

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i’m going to go take a soak, read some of the alchemist, and maybe even start Tess of the d’Urbervilles but we’ll see.  it can probably be assumed that i’ll just pass out in my chair, even though i’ve consumed 10x the average amount of coffee i do on a day-to-day basis.  happy shopping for all those braving the black friday madness.  i’m ENTHRALLED that i’m not you. 

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(nevermind the racy photo…)

eoxo

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it’s been a while, i know, i know.  and to be honest, i’ve been making the effort to blog, but every night i’m busy from four to eleven, and when the latter rolls around, i’m ready to crawl into my bed, curl up with trout, and cherish the mere seven hours i have to sleep until i wake up and rinse and repeat.  for the first time yesterday, i didn’t know what to do with myself with my spare time.  we were driving to spring street cafe, and i saw a school, and the oddest sensation came over me.  i wanted to be in a classroom, with the comforting ticking of a clock playing in the background, reading primary source documents about russia’s medieval history.  i’m being serious- please believe me.  it’s almost as if i’m addicted to school.  and the truth of the matter is that, i don’t enjoy school when i’m there, but when i’m outside of it, and i’m not doing anything stimulating, all i want to do is be challenged in a classroom.  i hope this says something about my adaptation skills- clearly, i’ve been able to adapt to the new school, though now that’s all that seems to matter to me.  that’s all that should matter at this point.

things to discuss that are worthwhile;

again, i find myself in cambridge/JP/boston, and i’ll be departing tomorrow late afternoon, all to find myself at home with two cats once again.  it’ll be a lonely week- and i will be looking forward to the arrival of A! i cannot wait to see her, and i cannot express how impatient i am for that day to roll around.  in the time that she’s been MIA in new hampshire, i’ve realized how much of a best friend she is to me.  i’ve also become hyper-aware of the fact that i’m pretty anti-social when it comes down to it.  while i enjoy spending time with people, i only enjoy company that means something to me- and as i’ve discovered, good company is hard to come by these days.  though, truth be told, i’ve met quite the girl at my new school.  she’s vivacious and intricately woven- similar to me in a lot of ways- odd in her own, but i like her, and we spent a tad bit of time this past wednesday with one another, journeying to the farmer’s market where we splurged a major dollar and three quarters on delicious apples- and then we conversed about the best and worst moments in our lives above the square for quite some time until we both parted for separate reasons.  it’s irksome to try and express what it feels like to be in the company of a friend.  speaking of friends, i’ve spent more time with Mr. I than originally expected.  all is swell on that front, even if we only see each other for an hour every few days, the time i get with him, i’m very happy to have.  his friendship means so much to me, and i was nervous upon starting my new school that perhaps a fallout would be around the corner, though at this point, it does not seem probable.  i miss my dear M, though i’ve come to terms with the fact that she is far away and i can’t expect to see her as much as i do come the sunny season.  in addition, i’ve also accepted that while we used to have very very habitual phone calls, they cannot always happen.  not only is she busy, but i am too.  it saddens me, but what is the entire point of a phone call? while it brings me a bit closer to her, by means of a voice, i know that i will end up sad when we hang up.  so as of late, we haven’t had too many conversations, though i’ve decided that that’s alright, because she is the sort of person that i can just pick up where we left off the last time- and those sorts of people are so hard to come across.

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as i’m not too sociable, i thought that perhaps i’d like to share the prospect of my writing a play.  for performing arts, i’ve decided to spend my mondays and thursdays making progress on a play that i’ve pondered over for quite some time.  while i’m not sure how much i will be able to put into it, i would like to have a script ready by the end of february so i could possibly put it on.  but deadlines scare me, and i have to meet many this upcoming year.  in october i have the psats, in december i have the japan scholarship deadline, in january i have SATs round one, and come february the script is due.  i hate to put a creative outlet on hold, but when comparing its merit to the others, i know that it’s last on my to-do list.  i almost am saddened by the fact that i haven’t shot any rolls of film- though at this point, i realize that it to be quite trivial seeing as i can’t afford film, i have nothing to shoot, and where has my time gone.  in addition, i haven’t even begun my fall shifts.  the christmas season is when i work at the store, and clearly, i haven’t put too much thought into trying to make a schedule for this fall.  everything is happening so fast- i have things to occupy myself with every day until 3, and that would give me two hours of work a day.  that’s not much, though i suppose, if it made sense, i could go in every day for two hours, on my off saturdays for 5, and then on wednesdays another 5.  it’s all a matter of how busy i want to be.  but i’m thinking in terms of a stable income… so i suppose i’m willing to tire myself out, and then take a long-needed break come january until march, when competitive tennis rolls around.  i’m so content with everything right now.  while i miss summer, i’m partial to sweaters and corduroys and frye boots, over daisy dukes and t-shirts.  i love autumn farmers markets, and this means that thanksgiving is right around the corner.  my semester ends two weeks before christmas, so my overall stress level out to be reduced by that point, and new classes begin the day i get back off of winter break.  if i had to be outright frank with you (hello redundancy) i’d say that i’m so pleased with life right now, even though i’m crazy busy.  i’m happy to be blogging again, and i’m really going to try quite hard to blog at least three times a week.  perhaps soon, excerpts of the play will appear, original prints, and drawings will be scanned.  oh, and the importance of weekends have kindly been emphasized since the school year has commenced- and i’m oh so glad that i look forward to the glorious weekends once again.

so many cups o’ coffee, so much nature, so much yoga, so much knowledge, need i much more than what i’ve been given? i say not.

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 today was absolutely wunderbar.  we had a fest on charles street, ate at artu1, and ended up in copley.  as for the folks at the freedom fest: legalize it benefit, i’d like to express my sincere and blunt opinion- no pun intended.  to say the least, i think it silly the united states has yet to legalize marijuana, while i am not one who indulges in herbal practices, i think its harmless, and the reason why it tends to be controversial is the sole fact that its been illegal for quite sometime.  if we want to reduce marijuana related crimes, than legalize it for godsake.  besides that, i have no reason to advocate for the legalization of the drug- regardless of the fact that its less harmful than alcohol and tobacco.  but i digress.  the point i wanted to make to all those colourful characters and performers i spotted in the common is simple.  the majority of you are the reason why marijuana is illegal. you’re irresponsible, trashy, and impulsive.  you are narcissists, and no wonder why many folks are opposed to legalizing marijuana.  you all give the cause a face, and its not an appealing one.  when i’m accosted by your fellow advocates who are baked out of their skulls, when i see  you lighting up in front of a boston police officer, when you expose young children to the drug, and when i see you sitting on the curb appearing to have not much of a life, why would i ever support your cause? if you want people to back you, then you give them a reason.  your sorry face who doesn’t pay taxes, who thinks that they’re sticking it to the man, who is “rebellious” (yeah fuckin’ right), and who is intouch with mother earth, outrage me.  stop talking about lighting up your dad.  why does anyone want to hear that? why is it all about shock value? the more shocking you are, the more disgraceful you tend to be.  i was saddened to see the people at this rally.  while the overall purpose, legalizing something that shouldn’t be illegal in the first place is just in sentiment, oftentimes the people who represent said cause are not worthy to do so.

enfinoui is back with a rather opinionated entrance.

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since coming home from overseas, i’ve declared media to be entirely ridiculous.  all the tv provides is excess chatter and distraction from the here and now.  i will be tv free for as long as my singularity lasts.  what more do i need besides 4 hours of homework, an hour of yoga, cooking, and contemplation? camraderie is a bonus, though i assume in the next month, it will be a rare one.  while cambridge proves to be my home away from home, i am sensing that over the course of the month, i will be spending more time here than i will be in portland.  how is that for staying local?

as if my life couldn’t get any more simplistic? school has already taken over, and on this wonderful crisp autumn night, finding myself in cambridge, i am sitting with a tall glass of piping hot vietnamese coffee, a stack of algebra II homework, and the beginning to an essay over northanger abbey- jane austen’s only masterpiece.

i suppose tomorrow will bring more pleasure than pain.  sunday brunch with all the folks, adventures in cambridge, and a long ride home, where i’ll find myself for five days until i once again make the commute back to j.p. to stay the weekend.  monday’s a big day.  two quizzes, an inclass essay, activity sign ups, and p.a. begins.  oh, what joy.

enfinoui.

 

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this past weekend was rather lovely for a few reasons.  the first being being in the company of my family, who i adore ever so much- and enjoying the marriage of my cousin and her fiance.  they’re off to italy for ten days as of tomorrow- venice, florence, rome, and sicilly.  a nice deal to tell you the truth.  i’d like to be in their place right now- not to say that i have a fiance, or anything close for that matter, but it’d be nice to travel to italy for the next ten days.  i stayed up a bit too late last evening & drank too much wine (but i had an excuse this time, because it was in fact a big italian wedding).  but the night turned to day and a & i made our way into cambridge once more to enjoy the 80 degree weather and two bacon cheeseburgers at tory rowe.  as an afterthought we spent sometime in LUSH and i ended up shelling out a bit too much cash on some soaps and masks and toners and all that lovely stuff.  we ended our day eating tiramisu frozen yogurt from JP licks and then travelling back to portland, only to be met with great sadness.  not to get my hopes up or anything, a is looking for work down in boston, so perhaps in a year or so we will be relocating (and that would be FINE in my book).

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when this week ends, i have two weeks left- so bring on the finals, bring on the studying, the relentless weather, the miserable teachers, and antsy children, bring it on, and expect to be defeated by june 11th, 2010.  summer plans are getting ironed out so that they’re crisp and clear as of june 7th.  i’m hoping to travel to DC and south korea, as well as spend a good chunk of time in boston in the latter part of august as well as june.  july is jam-packed with all sorts of things (the SOS program, my grandfather, family gatherings, birthdays, and… maybe the pitchfork music fest!) i just would like to see how everything sorts themselves out, and i’m open to whatever happens. 

the fog is rolling in, my eyes are drooping like wilting petunias and i need to take my beauty sleep. i’m making a surprise dinner & dessert tomorrow…and on tuesday evening i will be listening to some jazz over drinks.

oh, and LOST, so insane, and i can’t even say if i liked the way it turned out yet. tomorrow, tomorrow.  go and sleep blogosphere.

enfin

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