* the bright one *

she is a daughter of cassiopeia. her home is among the stars, high above reality. she's trying to be good, trying to accept that change is as constant as she is, trying to succeed. she's trying. a star playing connect-the-dots with everything around her, wish upon her as she streaks across the sky - she'll do anything to give you happiness, because she doesn't know how to start pursuing her own. she pulsates with light, if only she weren't blinded.

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* Saturday, August 17 *


Hmmm... Had a very... contamplative (?) conversation with Jaq. Left me very sad - nostalgic even. Realized why I've always detested the entire concept of aging and maturing... You didn't know that? A lot of prople don't... Anyway, it's been a long time since I've dedicated anything to anyone, so here...

For two very specific friends, because... well, just because...

Sleepovers at Jamie's

Breathing
in the hot summertime air
Staring
up at a crisp yellow moon
Wishing
upon the faint morning stars
Letting
the conversation fly free at ease with
Nowhere
to go, just swing and be
Content
With the nightly morn and yourself and
The Girl
beside you, the girl who knows you
Better
than the stars know the moon.

© 2000 by Mallory Griffith


making your wish come true at 17.8.02

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* Friday, August 16 *


Today was very interesting...

Huh? Oh yeah, today... Um... I don't want to blog about it? *smiles innocently*

It'll ruin the day.


making your wish come true at 16.8.02

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* Thursday, August 15 *


Have found the piece for Debussy's Clair de Lune. Actually had it the entire time... Oh, well... Go figure. Got to go - running from stress again along with the dreaded Solfeggio, oral reading and Timpalak.


making your wish come true at 15.8.02

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* Saturday, August 10 *


Stress is hell. I've only been able to go online once a week, as opposed to my former twice-a-day routine... Playing PSX? Don't even ask... It makes me so frustrated, remembering how I used to play like 5 hours a day in the summer and the same on weekends, while now I consider myself lucky if I get to play for thirty minutes a week. Yes, I am not used to studying. I have never studied in my entire life, with the sole exception of grade one... My state of being study habit-less is now taking its toll on me...

Grrgh... I have now figured out what pulls the rope of my semi-problem and causes it to inflate and therefore float on the waters of my consciousness. It took me sooo very long to realize this, which proves that I'm not as smart as I thought I was. Oh well, at least noow it can be avoided. *grins*

God, I miss my friends. I feel as if I'm in constant isolation and I don't even know why. It sucks... It's like I live in a completely separate world and I don't belong anywhere. Is this some hormonal side-effect of puberty again? Does it go along with my all too frequent bouts of shallowness and sensitivity? Gawd, I want it to stop. I want to be numb again. Somehow things are easier that way. It makes you lose more friends, but hey... what's the point of desperately clinging to something that won't last for more than three years after this one? Cynical, jaded, blahblahblah... Things I like to call myself and stuff that other people think of me even more... It probably ain't even true... So don't think it. Don't try to delude me into thinking things are what they aren't, the way I've done for too long.

I don't make sense.


Frankly, I don't care anymore.


making your wish come true at 10.8.02

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