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it’s been a crazy start to summer thus far.  i took a short hiatus, because i was simply enjoying life sans a worry to enter the blogosphere.  last year, around this time, portland was plagued with a permanent rain cloud, but needless to say, the weather currently has been more than i could have asked for.  80s every day, sunny, breezy, and wunderbar.  in addition to the fantastic weather, you could say that i’ve had a pretty stacked past week and a half.  besides going to d.c. and meeting some really awesome people, i also made a bit of cash, saw Ted Leo & the Rx at SPACE, had a picnic on the west end, ate tortellini pizza from enzo’s on the eastern prom underneath the delicious rays of the sun with Izac, saw KARATE kid, and then, of course, took a beach vacation with annie- complete with milanos and strawberry pie, and sunbeams.  not to mention, i’ve been jammin’ to Drake…yes, uncharacteristic of me, but his tunes are making me quite cheery.  i’ve got to buy some film, save some cash, work on my beverage regimine, cook some grub, and sleep.  tomorrow, therapy, working, farmer’s mkt, clothing swap. ridiculously busy, but just the way i need it.  i’m tryin’ to capture summer, but i’m lacking the funds to purchse batteries.  splurged a healthy half of a typical day at work’s income on RUSK hair product…. what else will i make a foolish decision about.


as if i should be leaving for the NO, i’ve decided i’d rather make the trip come autumn so i could miss some class and not have to worry about payin’ for my ticket.  on a darker note, i’d like to discuss something quite tragic.

thursday evening, garrett cormier, a 16 year old boy in my graduating class, died in falmouth.  i didn’t know garrett too well, in fact, it’s quite possible him and i never exchanged any words, but his death has effected me greatly.  he was the first kid who has passed away in my class, and it was yet another wake up call that life is way too short.  i feel so much sorrow for his family, and my heart goes out to them.  he didn’t deserve to die young, he was honestly, a rather good person, and extremely loyal from hearsay.  there’s not much i can do, but reflect.  it’s actually coming up on the year anniversary of my father’s death- next monday.  i’m a bit sad, and i’ve cried a good amount the past few weeks.  i don’t think i want to understand death, but the entire idea of it, is really terrifying and i dislike it so much- but i do accept it.  there’s no hiding from death’s dark hand.  it’s part of life, and everyone ends up in the same place. my friend made a wonderful point about reincarnation, which was, that really is the optimistic way to look at what comes after death.  i think that whatever you believe in is what happens to you after you pass… so i suppose i need to find a faith of some sort.  a new start, a new me, a new life.


i’m ridin’ through the city with my high beams on- can ya see me, can ya see me, get yo’ visine on.

enfin's reality

the livin’s easy

it’s been a while, but i’m back in maine and i’m really sad.  i met a group of people from new orleans, that i really bonded with, and for the first time in my entire life, i have felt completely accepted for who i am, and didn’t have to try to act another way.  i’m not even sure where to begin, because dc was phenomenal.  we were delayed a day though because our plane broke down, so sunday, i stayed at PWM for 13 hours before being told to go home.  i wish we had been on time, just so i could have spent more time with everyone.  jay millz was my roomate, and she liked to rap and play harmonica, sans her i would have been beaucoup lonely.  i was adopted by the new orleans crowd, and i was really happy.  we did the tourist thing- ie goin’ to the mall and the monuments and what not. but we also went to baltimore and annapolis. everynight we ordered cheesy bread and had a party in 125, and we were always late for curfew.  we’d get crunk to drake, and sleep a total of four hours before heading out into the humid wretched d.c. weather.  i’ll miss them all so dearly, but am planning to visit them come mardi gras and they’re planning on coming up for the summer/winter. i really will miss shakila, jourdan, joroyd, and kortney. our adventures were better than the majority i’ve shared with my friends in portland, and i feel a bit shunned because they’re all lucky and go to school with one another, whereas i’m stuck in maine sans the NO crew. this morning was really upsetting, i woke up at 5am, and packed and what not, then woke up joroyd and we went outside to talk for a while, but were interrupted when the troops from maine and hawaii came outside, so then we rushed to get my stuff loaded onto the bus, and had a sad good bye together, same with shakila and jourdan.  *they even chased after the bus with blown kisses and sad faces* i really appreciate them as people and even though our time was short, i feel like i learned a lot about them.  as of now, i’m super tired, seeing as i haven’t had a real night’s sleep in over a week and a half.  maybe my round trip ticket from airtran that i got from waiting for 13hrs, will get me to new orleans, if not it will get me to san fransisco.  i will do a proper update tomorrow while i’m working.  for now, enfin bids the blogosphere good evening!