Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Slipping

Oh hi. Before I go on to show you my findings in my search for the cutest nose jewelry out there, I would like to mention that I slipped two times in sixty minutes today due to the thin sheets of ice so desirably placed outside my apartment and in front of my class this morning. I realize that there are increasingly bigger issues occurring at this point in time, and I'm not for self-pity, but my tailbone hurts. Additionally, when the hell did university students become so self involved and careless about their surroundings? Nobody helped me up and asked if I was okay. I always at least ask if the person who fell is alright and give them a caring smile because I know that they are embarrassed. A certain someone then responded to my anguish over the matter today by asking and attempting to understand why I am still offended by what people did this morning and letting it mull in my head for the rest of the day. Normally I would say, you are right, get over it you equally self-concerned princess, Cherita. But I just kind of got a society-shock where people these days really don't care. I find that toughening to my soul as even though I don't care for many people, I still have common courtesy. One time, somebody fell off their bike and spilled their jamba juice. I asked them if they were ok, smiled, they said yes, and thank you. That person will never forget me. Kind of like I will never forget how ignorant people can be. Whatever. (it's never whatever for me).Thank the heavens upon slipping, I ran home to change into these. Honestly, life-saver.Thank you, sister.

In more happier news, I have found the following nose jewelry of extreme liking for myself.





More to come later...
I never realized how much I I love my nose piercing, about as much as I enjoy slipping on ice.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Promise



Jack and Rose


Looking back, oh beloved.
I remember things you said to me.
In the garden, before the black sun rose,
Things you said
to
me.

Things you said, oh beloved.
And the promise that you took from me.
Now I see you;
Standing next to me.
Standing next
to
me
Standing
quietly.

Looking back, oh beloved.
I remember things you said to me.
In the garden, before the black sun rose.
Standing next
to
me.
Saying
promise
me.
Saying
promise
me.

"Promise me" -Courtney Saunders

Heard this in The Ballad of Jack and Rose. Amazing film. For the educated and appreciative, though. This song has minimal lyrics but is so meaningful in its simplicity. About promises, that you give and take, but lose. They creep and haunt you until death. I promise to not make any promises anymore. Too much hope and disappointment lingering in the promises people give and I take.