Our idea becomes my new life's work. Everything else is child's play. I inch my fingers through the web but it just gets tangled up and stuck. The spider is approaching to feed. Just another random assortment of Nat's thought, brought live from Nebraska.

Monday, January 30, 2006

United.com Customer Service

Today I woke up and I just feel alive. I don't want to do chemistry, but I am happy for the challenge.

My stomach is rolling on itself because of the juice and coffee inside it. Citrus plus caffiene. . . bad choice.

Something is missing today.

I just want to recline with Ian, Dominic, my Dad, etc. But instead I pull on a hoody and head to class.

"Oh what a night"
-Nat

Sunday, January 29, 2006

OH. . . Hit the Dirt Baby . . .Whoa oh oh. . .Look Out!

Little Shop of Horrors- Grow For Me
I've given you sunshine
I've given you dirt.
You've given me nothing
But heartache and hurt.
I'm beggin' you sweetly.
I'm down on my knees.
Oh, please-grow for me!

I've given you plant food
And water to sip.
I've given you potash.
You've given me zip.
Oh God, how I mist you
Oh pod, how you tease
Now, please-grow for me!

I've given you southern exposure
To get you to thrive.
I've pinched you back hard, Like I'm s'posed ta.
You're barely alive.
I've tried you at levels of moisture
From desert to mud.
I've given you grow-lights
And mineral supplements.
What do you want from me- Blood?

I've given you sunlight.
I've given you rain.
Looks like you're not happy,
'Less I open a vein.
I'll give you a few drops
If that'll appease.
Now please-oh please-grow for me!

Monday, January 23, 2006

Bringing Me Up- Tearing Me down

I feel that my friends bring out the worst in me, yet they also bring out the best. I hate the person I am around them sometimes, yet I also love it. It is always extremes.

I just got a new bra in the mail from Victoria's secret. My abs are burning from yesterday.

I am pretty much just feeling out of it a little bit.

Anyway, I gtg.

Friday, January 20, 2006

Since My Best-friend is Also Coming Here Soon--How I felt When I first Visited Creighton in October 2004

I landed, got off the plane, and stepped into an entirely different world inside that heated terminal. Outside, I could see green such that I had never seen before outside of my crayon box. The air clung to me, a warm blanket I could not take off. I wanted to cry. I imagine this must have been how I felt leaving the womb. I came from a warm safe place protected and loved by family into a world that could cover me with snow, chill me to the bone, strike fear or pain into me unlike I had ever known.

Yet, I wanted to open my eyes wide, take in everything, feel it through my bare hands and my yearning tasteless tongue. I knew nothing of this world and instantly wanted it to be like my old one. I wanted long term relationships, I wanted places that meant something to me, I wanted to feel at home.

I have settled for unknown roads, and people I do not know but who are so friendly that they seem to know me. They speak a different language here, English, and I am nearly fluent now. Everything is different, and I cannot say it was all for good, but some was, and that's good too.