My trip home was interesting. Good, beautiful, and spontaneous. It was what I needed. But while I was down in Orange County, I learned that my time in Berkeley will be ending sooner than I expected. Rather than moving back home in June, I’ll be packing a U-Haul at the end of April. A month. One month. That is what I’ve been given.
If anything, this was a blessing. Since coming back to Berkeley I’ve been able to appreciate it even more. The little things. The big things. The shock of having to leave in just a few week has given me the ability to enjoy each day in a new way. At the same time, I’m antsy. Skittish, maybe. I’m at this point of my life where I don’t know what to expect. Three months from now I have no clue where I’ll be, but I suppose that is a good thing. Whatever the case, everything is crazy. It’s hard for me realize that my time here is ending. Did I not just move in? Time is such a ridiculous concept, but it’s beautiful.
ANYHOW, I was tagged by Shola to do a meme! Yay!
What’s your real name? Heather Ezell.
Are you sad? Not in this moment.
Who is your best friend? Fayie.
What was the first thing you did this morning when you got up?Drank a glass of water.
Whatís the last movie you saw? Lost in Translation.
Are you a friendly person? I think so.
What song are you listening to right now? Giri Song by Trevor Hall.
When was the last time you cried? This morning.
Have you ever broken somebody’s heart? Supposedly.
When you had your first kiss? Fourteen. It was lovely.
Do you wish upon stars? Maybe.
What can make you happy in this moment? My gratitude.
Do you drink or smoke? No.
Where did you sleep last night?In my loft.
Where is the last place you went? Farmer’s market.
Answered the truth on all questions? Yes.
This past week, a lovely Canadian slept on my couch. Dalia is a good friend of mine that I know thanks to a certain vampire series (*cough*Twilight*cough*). Anyway, I didn’t realize how much I LOVE Berkeley and San Francisco until I got to show it off to her. I was so proud and enthused to share my city with her. Plus, she’s vegan, too. So we ate up all the wonderful Bay Area cruelty-free food. No animals were harmed in our epic journeys!
I’ll probably write more on our experiences later, but for now, I’ll leave you with a video. It’s pretty much self-explanatory. But, um, do be warned that the language I use would make it rated R in theaters. I was rather frazzled and cold, so the F bomb was exploded a few good times.
Oh, and this was filmed on March 3rd of 2009. Like I said, I was kind of loopy – from lack of blood AND defeating hell’s fury! I swear, I’m not usually THIS annoying.
Maybe I don’t need my kitchen knives sharpened after all.
Sorry, friends, I’ll have to cancel all manicures for the time being. I’ll let you know when my freaking FINGERNAIL grows back. Ignore the fact that it’s my middle finger. The middle finger just happens to be the longest finger, so therefore it was all the more likely to take the place of the cucumber I was chopping. I shall never look at a vegetable the same way again.
That is all.
Because I’m cool, I’m bringing this meme over from Facebook to my blog. It makes for an easy entry and I must admit I ADORE reading other people’s 25 facts. *hintwinkhint* So, yeah, enjoy.
1) Due to writing and online courses, I’m on my computer 90% of the day. Because of this, I tend to reply to emails/comments/messages within minutes of someone sending it. I often feel like a creeper in response, so I try to hold off on replying for at least an hour.
2) I tend to forget that I’m only 17.
3) I don’t know why I moved to Berkeley. It was a rash, random decision that I don’t regret.
4) If I don’t write, I fall apart.
5) I’m vegan.
6) If I were to put myself in a religion, it would be Buddhism. Or maybe Pantheism. But I’m still reading and believing and questioning.
7) On that note, I believe in intuition, spirits, energy. Coincidence is rare – everything happens for a reason. I think there is a lot more to this world and life than we can even begin to comprehend.
8 ) Climate change and natural disasters scare the living hell out of me.
9) Organic peanut butter & jelly on sprouted bread with chai tea is love.
10) Though my health is unrecognizable to how it once was, I still suffer from fatigue, chronic pain, and can’t push myself too hard. Even if I spend my entire day in bed, I’m exhausted.
11) Don’t ask me what my favorite book is. You’ll receive a blank stare and an “Uhhhh.” There are too many brilliant novels to narrow it down to one.
12) If you give me your address, I can guarantee that I’ll hand write you a letter. I adore sending snail mail, almost as much as I love receiving it. If you write me or send me a package the old-fashioned way, you can rest assured it made my day.
13) I’m terribly cheesy and absolutely sensitive.
14) I’ve been writing in my private (Live)Journal for 4 years now, every day, up to 10 times a day. No joke. I’m not exaggerating when I say I write a lot.
15) I get sickly jealous when anyone mentions Colorado. My heart literally skips a beat when I see a Colorado license plate or hear the state’s name. I will always feel this way. That place is the home of all homes to me.
16) I finished my second young adult novel two weeks ago and I’m itching to start my third. I’m holding off for a few months for editing and to give my sanity a break.
17) I make my bed every single freaking day of my life. I can’t NOT make my bed. My brain would shatter and explode into a great and terrible firework show.
18) I need nature in my life. I’ve learned that the hard way by moving into a studio with a brick wall as a view and downtown Berkeley as my backyard. I’m contemplating an escape to the Redwoods. Anyone wanna go camping?
19) I’m antisocial and a major homebody. It takes all my strength to leave my house (or apartment), whether it’s for class, work, or the movies. I love being with people, but it’s undeniably difficult to get out of my comfort zone. I think it’s from spending some much time homesick growing up. In result, I’m totally content with a day of cuddling in bed with a good book, Word open, and tea.
20) I’m learning to let go of the past and forget about the future. Writing Falling Into Yesterday helped me a lot with that.
21) Do not send anyone to Rebecca’s House Eating Disorder Treatment Center.
22) I miss working at a comic book store.
23) I have one tattoo (two more coming soon) and 9 piercings. I used to have 11 piercings, but my body is sensitive and easily revolts against metal. Despite that, I continue to get pierced.
24) I have my Father’s skin, meaning I could tan like crazy if I liked. Instead, I slather on SPF 80 and hide from the sun. Direct sunlight literally feels like fire to me. I know it’s all in my mind, but it BURNS!
25) 98.9% of what comes of my mouth (or writing) is sarcastic. Take it however you want, but most likely, I wasn’t being absolutely serious.
And I tag you. You, YES, you! So, er, go do it… But only if you want!
I would kill for an escape to the Redwood Forest.
Who’s down for camping?