I love spring. It's always the last week of April when everything just explodes into color all of a sudden. You could be gone or huddled inside one day, & come out the next & see that everything has gotten so so green almost overnight.

I went to my grandpa's house the other day. He's in the hospital now, recovering from a hip replacement. I wish I could explain how awesome he is--he's like a saint. He's really homesick for his kitty, though, I thought I'd take some photos of him & give them as a gift. I took some pictures of things around the house that just reminded me of my grandparents. They're little things, but they make me think of being there when I was little.

Spooky is not ashamed to drink of out the loo.

BED HEAD KITTY!!!

I'm so lame. I'm really scared about taking my camera out of the house, so I've been taking cat portraits. But she's so cute... =3
 Most days I hate my curly hair, but some days I don't mind. =)

I'm so achey for summer. Plans have already been made in my head- I will tons of photographs, photographs of friends with green dappled bokeh light behind them. Pictures of picnics & fireworks & swimming in innertubes & catching fireflies. I'll go to the movies and not worry about how many calories are in all of that butter. Maybe it'll be like last year, going on a movie date, tickling the boy's palm beside me & getting my fingertips kissed.
And I'll write things,  things I hopefullly won't be embarrassed with. I'll run faster & further than I have been, &I'll get one of those kiddie pools & lay in the sunshine. I'll drink cheap wine & champagne with my friends until we're laughing at each other laughing at nothing. I'd like to get a little tent & fill it with blankets and just live in it for a while. I want to swim in big lakes and float right in the center of it. Sometimes, when I'm really nervous & anxious, I just recall how it feels to backfloat--your limbs surrounded by water, your body floating, your ears thrumming with water...it's the most peaceful thing I can think of. It reminds me of the last lines in "The Piano,"..."it's a strange lullaby, but it is mine."

This last week has left me so exhausted, I just want to curl up with the shades drawn and sleepsleepsleep for a while. Not until finals, though.

Wow, this is entirely random, but I just drank a lot of coffee on an empty stomache & I feel strange. My hands are shakey & I keep twisting them.

I stayed home yesterday as opposed to going to work, because I've been so busy with school and work & friends, that I feel like my head is going to explode. It's like no matter what I'm doing, my time could/should be better occupied doing something else. But yesterday was very rainy & my boss took off because she was worried about the weather forcast & I did, too, because I didn't have a car.

I DID take a lot of photos, though, because I finally got the camera I've been wanting really badly!! I'm so afraid to take it out of the house, though. It's like my baby. My pastic, battery power baby. Anyway:


 


  
My room needs to be cleaned.But you know what, it's gonna wait.