making friends with shadows sur le mur.

Hey guys, so I guess it's about that time again, when the snow is melting and the rain is falling softly, tremulously, through the grey winter eves of my forgotten but beloved youth. I think of the poisonous berries that I used to feed the ants as a child, and then I compare them to the tamraind chutney in my chaaat. Chaaaaaat. (yaar). for this is after all the most poignant and expeditious time that I remember,a true cathartic experience. Made me want to be an existentialist for a bit. It transcended all the boundaries of this fucking marxist, materialist world. Communists. Damn. (yaar).

Just have to go back to tale of two cities, and there's the tamarind chutney again, splattered all over the pages of a metaphorical and deeply insinuating book. So much hidden meeaning within dank and odorific pages of a book that all Dickens chickens eat, instead of BIRDSEED. Seed. like saplings

OH I HEAR SPRING, you SAPLINGS OF MY UNHAD CHILDREN's YOUTH. (yaar).

I hear you.

mmmmmm. so nice to be home.  it's weird tho i'm actually getting less sleep than at school. i can't sleep before 2 no matter what, becasue i cn't seem to shake my school routine. but i have to wake up at the crack of dawn to, by which i mean 8:30ish as my mom thinks i'm lazy and need stuff to o.  probably it's true seeing as my stuff still isn't completely unpacked, but nevertheless... neways, days are pretty boring in their routine but i'm really glad to be home. my being here is no longer a novelty however, so i am no longer immune to getting in trouble if i act stupid. it's sad really. i liked it better when everyone was so glad that i was home that i could do nehtin, not that i wanna rob a bank or nething but still.

advice: don't drink milk on the couch if your a clutz

i started unpacking! sadly it's at that stage where it looks worse than when i startedb/ci'm sorting my stuff. i go through this every summer, cleaning out unwanted stuff, but this year's worse than most. everything i own it out of it's place. i'm messy, but everything has its place. andnow it's not in that place, i'm strangelyocd about stuff like that :)

ok bye bye

hello all!  i am back from ND!  it is nice to be home, but shout-out to my ND chicas, b/c they are wicked cool!  do u know who else is wicked cool?  susan e. friedman!  I heart her!  today, i went shoppin' with this wicked cool susie and my awesome sister-the tarster!  tarster got a georgeous aqua dress (not to be confused with turquoise!)  life rocks the hizzouse, even if my philo midterm was 33 pages long!  oh well!  BYE!

(disclaimer- xanga not written by nikki g, xanga is interpretation of nikki g's life by one susan e. friedman- bye y'all)