Aimless But True Ramblings

These are the aimless, but true ramblings in this person's "so-called life."

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

"Do you like all the simple songs-where you just feed directly off all emotion-Because you know where they've been and where they're going. I'm gonna miss my style-I'm gonna miss all my politics, I'm gonna miss my vegan friends-I'm gonna miss my friends-I'm gonna miss this life, and how I hate every country song-And shallow conversations we have everyday

Hello apartment kitchen where the roaches stay for dinner. Hello cold cold winter when I sleep with my mittens on...if I sleep at all. Hello Charles playing saxophone on the street alone. He told me to keep my head up high when I walked by." -Emme Packer, "Ohio"

Yeah that's how I feel right now. Like I'm saying good-bye to it all. I hate this feeling.

Why is it that people seem to get closer to each other as friends, when they know that time is running out to be together? It makes things so much harder.

I got my haircut today and they didn't cut it short enough. I'm re-dying it tonight. It'll be a little darker than before because I'm tired of people saying my hair is orange when it is "Radiant Ruby". :P


OOO I almost forgot....Funny story my aunt sent me.

Barbara Walters did a story on gender roles in Kabul several years before the Afghan conflict. She noted that women customarily walked about 5 paces behind their husbands.

She returned to Kabul recently and observed that women still walk behind their husbands, but now seem to walk even further back and are now happy with the old custom. Ms. Walters approached one of the Afghani women and asked. "But why do you now seem happy with the old custom that you used to try and change?"

"Land mines," said the woman.