sweet honey

Excellent song. Slightly Stoopid is the artist. Look it up!

So if yesterday was the most boring day of my life, today was the complete opposite. Rode my bike to school... I love the freedom of biking, since I dislike school buses. Too many weirdos.

When I got to school, I went to film studies with Mr. Maselli, he's as cool as he was when I took one of his classes sophomore year. The class itself seems pretty straightforward.

On to band. Easy day, we pulled out the pep band music and played our loud obnoxious renditions of "Tear The Roof Off The Sucker", the Batman theme (complete with wes yelling "come, young squire, to the Batcave!"), "Children of Sanchez", "Can't Buy Me Love", "The Locomotion", and "Rock and Roll, Part Two (The Hey Song)", to name a few. Pep band game tomorrow, I can't go because of some dinner at Linfield. I figure it's a chance to wear my hippie dress with my killer heels... But I'm getting off-topic.

German 1, I swear I was the only one who understood anything Herr Gebauer was saying. It was annoyingly easy, with the question-answer format on the board. "wie heisst du?" "ich heisse Marina." Yet half the class kept telling Gebauer, "I don't get it, what are you asking, I'm so confused!" Morons. The lot of them. I think I'm the only senior in a class full of freshmen, and that's probably the case.

I sit in German and stare at the clock, until finally the annoying electronic bell goes off at 1:08. FREEDOM! So I book it out of the school, chat with Hernley for a minute, then take off down Evans street, headed for my second favorite place in Mac, my headphones blasting "Lysergic Bliss" at a comfortably earsplitting volume. The sun had come out shortly before I left, so I stuffed my jacket into my backpack when I unlocked my bike chain. Now I feel the sunlight on my skin as I'm biking, it reminds me that summer isn't over yet. I hang a right on 2nd street, left on Goucher (I think it was Goucher...) and pass through the first two sections of the linear park till I reach the creek. I chain my bike to a streetlight and step carefully across the creek to my haven.

It's honestly not much. Two little streams form a creek, and in the middle is a little spit of land, about three feet above the water's level. It's here I frequently stop to rest, eat lunch, and think about life. It's an inspiring little place, though.

So I pull out my lunch, still wrapped up in my sushi-patterned lunch bag that I made last year in clothing workshop. After I eat it (except for the banana I gave Kaylee earlier) I search around and manage to pick a handful of ripe blackberries. Perfect dessert.

By this time, I'm content with myself and I still have an hour till I have to walk Becky home. So I sit and listen to "Estimated Prophet" then decide I need something to drink. In no particular hurry, I make my way through the rest of the park, buy a Mountain Dew at Sweetmilks, then wander slowly back to the creek. I kill time by stopping to sit on a few benches and enjoying the view.

I go meet up with Becky when she gets out of school, and we head for home. When we reach Discovery park we stop, she gets a drink of water, while I chain up my bike and find somewhere cool to lay. Never mind the fact that it was a random patch of sidewalk. We're both sweating, tired, and we still have about three-quarters of a mile to go till we get home. I strike up a conversation with a random park ranger, who looks as exhausted as I feel. I mention the fountain, and wonder aloud why it isn't running on such a nice day. She promptly walks over and gets it running, and Becky and I hesitate for all of twenty seconds before putting our phones in our backpacks and running fully clothed into the icy water. I can't even begin to describe how fun it was. Cold water, warm sun, just sheer joy for a while. When we were both sufficiently soaked, we thank the park ranger and head for home.

So that was my day, I still reek of chlorine, sun, and Mountain Dew. Overall, one of the best days I've had all year. Hopefully all of my B days will be that enjoyable...

Anyhow, I have homework for most of my A days that I put off till now, so I should probably do that before I rinse all the chlorine off.

Wow, this is a longer blog post than I've written in a while... Rockin.

Oh, and I love you, Daniel. Don't have too much fun with those painkillers, and I hope to hear from you soon.

In closing, I'll leave you with the lyrics from my tied-for-current-favorite song.

"Wearing an olive drab
And feeling somehow inside opalescent
Wonder how I'm managing to smile oh
When I can't even pay my rent
Maybe it's because I finally found my little tulip
My Norge dear
Funny how in spite of all my woes
Life can appear rosy and clear
Rosy and clear

And I'm dizzy from her kiss
So vertiginous
Lost in lysergic bliss

Love the way you wear your curly hair
Sanguine and spiraling, tied in a bun
Love the way it flows about your face
Mercurially gilded by the sun
If we were a pair of jigsaw puzzle pieces
We would connect so perfectly
Creating a still photo of a scene
From the Phantom of Liberty

And I'm dizzy from her kiss
So vertiginous
Lost in lysergic bliss"

- "Lysergic Bliss" - of Montreal

~marina {is so in love...}

closing time

Said I'd post something else so I may as well live up to my word.

Problem is, I don't have anything to say, except that I really need a hug...

~marina

vegan in furs

So the first day of senior year... Described in one word.

Boredom.

Except for honors psych. Bunker is the very defintion of BAMF. And I'm sure Daniel will back me up on this one.

I may drop my precalculus class because I don't think I can stand to do much more math. I think my brain will explode if I stay there. I would rather use that period to study for my three other classes that day. I've got my hands full with my mentally exhausting A days.

Tomorrow ought to be nice though. Since I have second lunch and then open eighth, I have about two hours of free time. I'll probably bike to my favorite spot in Linear park and eat lunch there if the weather cooperates.

I've really gotta finish cleaning my room.. But I'll post something later for sure.

~marina

I've just seen a face

Rather, I haven't seen his face in person since February, but hopefully I will soon.

It's looking good, the chances anyways.

Well I may as well bid farewell to summer, since tomorrow is the first day of school. Time to take my place at the top of the food chain as a big bad senior. Time to take classes because I want to, not just because they're required. Time to bike to school instead of riding the bus. Time to start taking my life into my own hands. Accepting the responsibilities I'm given and taking opportunties when they arise.

Summer of '09: it's been fun, but it's time to move on. Next stop, summer of '10. Till then, I'll be in school mode, unless I'm with my friends or Daniel.

Goodbye, sunny days at Nature Park. Goodbye, blue sky. Goodbye, carefree days and mental vacations.

Hello, senior year.

"The windows open wide
Your innocence takes flight."
- "Tremble For My Beloved" - Collective Soul

~marina

so...

This is just a short post to inform people of how much of a genius I can be sometimes. I put all of my bedding in the washing machine at nine o'clock, just before I decided to crawl into bed. I don't have anything else to put on my bed.

Oh well, good night anyways.

~marina

loose lucy

Alright, I suppose I was overreacting a little to what happened. And for that I apologize, I didn't mean to take it so hard.

This is the world we live in, and injuries happen. I tell myself that when I get hurt, but if anyone else, especially someone I'm very close to, gets hurt, I totally flip.

I really have got to chill out and remember what I'm trying to live by.

Which also means getting rid of stalkers and creeper 23-year-old marines that insist on hitting on me. It's like, seriously, get a life. Go bug someone else for a change.

Anyhow, school supply shopping today, I think, so i'd better go find my schedule, wherever it's lurking today.

"Summertime done
Come and gone
My oh my."
-"US Blues" - Grateful Dead

~marina

Sandstorm

I guess all I can do for now is sit tight, keep my cool, and cross my fingers... Not much else I can do, really. Kill time with music. Space out in school. Let my brain take the occasional vacation, and wait for my phone to ring

~marina

Time

I can't even begin to describe how much I miss you. If I so much as try, I'm speechless and redundant...

"cause 'I love you's not enough, I'm lost for words."

I'm both dreading and welcoming the beginning of the new school year... I think that if I can get myself in the right state of mind, the rest of the time will fly by... But I've adopted your mantra. I don't know. But really, who does?

When you called me today I had this irrational fear that you would say that you didn't need me, didn't want me anymore... The news that it was an injury was bittersweet. People get hurt when they fight, I should have heard that in your voice. But the fact that while I was sleeping, so naive and innocent, lost in dreams, you were in pain... I just don't know why I was so scared today.

The truth is, you're my heart, and I don't want to ever lose you.

I really am lost as to what to say next.

I love you so much, and I just want you to come home... To see you again, to make up the time we haven't spent together. I want to be everything to you.

It's just so stressful... But I know it'll get better. It's just a matter of time.

"ticking away
The moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground
In your hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way."
- "Time" - Pink Floyd

~marina

Disconnect the dots

So I'm finding myself pretty confused.

I don't want to hurt anyone, but I don't want to get hurt.

I just want to live my life... The way I want to. But I don't know what to do, what the first step in this long journey is.

I just need to wait and see what the future holds.

~marina

wraith pinned to the mist and other games

So if you're wondering why my picture is gone I have three words for you.

iPod touches suck.

So far I've lost an email, several myspace status changes, a picture, and my patience, all for the sake of having Internet. Guess I have to live with it.

~marina

waiting

"Dumbstruck
Color me stupid
Good luck
You're gonna need it
Where I'm going if I get there at all
Wake up
Better thank your lucky stars"
- "Waiting" - Green Day

So the rain has started to fall on good old Mac once again, just another reminder to me that school's about to start and that autumn is on its way.

Pink Floyd = Amazing.

~Marina

estimated prophet

"my time comin, any day
don't worry 'bout me, no
seems so long I felt this way
ain't in no hurry, no."

Why is it that I always find myself here on my blog with nothing substantial to say?

I guess it's summer or something.

I did, however, get some of my senior pictures taken yesterday. Images by Claudio, highly recommended. I don't have the energy to talk about it though...

Only about three months (roughly) till we can be together again...

~marina

blackened blue eyes.

So I thought I'd show my blog some long-awaited love, despite not having much to say.

I had a strangely vivid dream last night, the contents of which I told Daniel, and for the rest of you, I'll tell you that I did in fact wake up close to tears. Not because the dream was sad, but because it was so real and so blissful.

I don't know.

But who really does?

I just want to get the next few months over and done with...

I just want us to be together.

I do often wonder what I did to make fate turn as it has. I wonder how I got so lucky.

Any time I talk to him he makes me feel like a princess one minute, makes me crack up laughing the next, and with every sentence he speaks or writes, I fall a little more in love with him. Even IF the phone system is routinely screwed up, we work our way around it.

The time has come once again for me to bid the world goodbye, until tomorrow.

Peace and love.

~marina

hot july ain't good to me, I'm pink and black and blue for you.

So, it's been a while since I actually had the motivation, or the time, rather, to post something here. I guess I'll try right now, before the shower's summons become too strong to resist.

I could officially be a licensed driver TOMORROW. Too bad I still lack about 38 hours' worth of driving. It's a shame, but I'll get over it.

On the bright side, august is nearly halfway over already. School's just around the corner. The sooner the better, I need to get my mind into the school rut so the remaining couple of months will go by.

So much for a long post, I have to do a major favor for a friend. Later.

~marina

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

Title and all following quotes courtesy of John Lennon.

I never thought I'd be this special to someone...

Precious enough to stay with forever.

“Everything is clearer when you're in love.”

He captured my attention. Then my mind, then my heart.

I'm his. Completely.

The silver band circling my ring finger is more than proof.

The hands clasping the crowned heart, a traditional claddagh ring.

I'm overcome with joy, pride, and a multitude of every other feeling that comes hand-in-hand with love.

And with that, I'll sleep soundly tonight.

Ropes camp on Monday, incidentally. Meaning Tuesday night, I'll have the best night's sleep I've had for months. Climbing and jumping does that do you.

~marina

“A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.”