February 2011
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January 2011
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is it bad that I wonder if you smile every time you listen to Tchaikovsky and Lalo violin concertos and Vitali’s Chaconne. because I do it when I hear Dittersdorf and Bottesini. because I do it when I remember Garry Karr’s quote, “If chocolate could sing it would sound like a double bass.” and every time I come across bass players and they wonder how I know contrabass...
dad’s coming home from Korea this Saturday :]
for eight days. then we’ll meet again in summer.
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dear s,
don’t question how I still remember this. “She said Mozart is really boring,” I once told you. “Well, she must have never listened to the Jupiter Symphony then,” you said, smiling.
I’ve never listened to the Jupiter Symphony either. I kept the piece in mind ever since you mentioned it, but I suppose I never came around to it. Classical WETA station...
to the girls on my dash that keep wishing for love
cuethefire:
There’s potential in the gaping spaces that separate each of your fingers, the spaces you keep referring to as the universe because sometimes the gaping spaces are lonely and quiet and mocking of your insignificance the same way the universe is. There’s potential, in the lonely crook of your neck, in the dust collecting across your collarbones, at the curve of your hips, there is...
Dear TJHSST Students,
I am writing to let you know about a new telelearn day on Monday, February 7, where students will be learning from home instead of coming to school.
For the last several years, many Americans have been telecommuting to work on an occasional basis, working away from their physical workplace. Advantages of telecommuting include increased flexibility in the use of time, cost...
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I promised I would not speak of love until college, but you confuse me. I suppose the unsure feelings I held onto for nearly two years don’t suddenly disappear one day. If I weren’t sure of you for such a long time, doesn’t that mean it just is not meant to be? or is it meant to be, since even after two years I never once learned to give up?
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dan park, you just saved my life. SO MUCH LOVE. thank you.
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allisohn:
64 pages of gov to read tonight?!?!?! so fucking screwed. but I had to take half an hour to write about takumi because when I delay writing posts like those, after a while emotions tend to disappear.. puff! and I hate having to let go of things I treasure so much that way. and if I could pick only one between academics and people, I would pick the latter every time, perhaps a million...
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You Should Date An Illiterate Girl
infragilefashion:
Date a girl who doesn’t read. Find her in the weary squalor of a Midwestern bar. Find her in the smoke, drunken sweat, and varicolored light of an upscale nightclub. Wherever you find her, find her smiling. Make sure that it lingers when the people that are talking to her look away. Engage her with unsentimental trivialities. Use pick-up lines and laugh inwardly. Take her...
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I just remembered how back when I was in elementary school, my puppy snuck into my room one evening. I was at my desk, studying with my yellow stand on. he noticed I was busy so he climbed onto a mini red backpack sitting at the bottom of my desk and curled into a little white ball. He was soon fast asleep and I was just so, so happy, reading and turning pages of the book as silently as possible...
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the radio just featured a story about a woman who had an eye-opening experience with a random passerby. I didn’t catch the nitty-gritty details, but when she was having issues with her car, he helped her pump the tires up and even paid for tools needed to fix the problem. surprised by such unexpected act of kindness, especially from a stranger, the woman asked how she could pay him back. he...
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listening to 103.7 Lite FM right now. apparently studies show that less than 7% of the 1,000 couples surveyed reported they are still in love after fifteen years of marriage.
will I be included in that 7% in the near future.. the thought leaves me half nervous, half hopeful.
My parents think I do nothing all day.
Please, I run a blog.
totally relevant
- learn how to play the guitar.
crossing this one also from my to-do list, starting tomorrow. finally taking lessons with the acoustic guitar I got for my 16th birthday a while back.
Three - Des Rev
I have a thing for kenny...
crushed:
PEF,
Today, in geography class, my teacher suddenly started to speak about how the magnetic poles change direction, and that you can identify the age of a stone by checking the orientation of the minerals or something like that. This reminded me so much of you that I silently had to repeat the names of different dinosaurs just to keep myself from crying. I still think about your voice...
Watchsay hi to my puppy :]
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why am I constantly surrounded by dozens of people,
and yet, why do I feel so alone at the very same time?
http://allisohn.tumblr.com/
my other blog. follow if you’d like. it’s not a private one. simply a different kind.
no promises that you’ll enjoy this one, though.
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via cellphone texts
me: I donated blood :]
mom: r u crazy?! I am angry!!
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DONATED!
AWWW YEAH. passed the iron level test by 1 mg. the power of finishing a jar of peanuts in the past week and consuming two oreo bars & apple juice this morning.
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- donate blood.
after watching my father donate every year and wishing to do so myself for the past 10 years or so, I am finally checking that off of my bucket list tomorrow morning. mom would kill me if she found out (I don’t have much iron in my body), but anything could be an excuse. without some form of sacrifice on your own, you can’t save others.
one whole pint of blood. I hope...
Break Even - The Script
I didn’t know the...
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A day off because of snow. I did absolutely nothing but browsing through prom dresses online. It seems like every girl in our senior class did the same thing.
Life is so boring after finishing college apps (it’s not even 2nd semester yet). But I still like this much better than junior year.
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as soon as senior year of high school ends, I want to change the way I look. I hate the chubby cheeks. I hate my knobby knees, short height and hair that has absolutely no volume. I can’t do much with the rest of my appearance, but I am definitely planning on getting a haircut. Mom says I should keep the small curls, since they at least add a bit of volume to my extremely weak and thin hair,...
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Anonymous asked: I'm beginning to feel a bloom of loneliness in my heart. I think it must be like this because you are so far away from me. I miss our friendship and what we used to be. I miss your chubby cheeks smiling so brightly and your curly hair. I want to be friends again but i feel as if our chis are too far apart to be connected again. I felt as though we were yin and yang. I miss your warm embrace...
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early morning metro ride that reminds me of last summer. joining the amnesty group in arlington in writing letters to the myanmar government for the Zarganar case and Illinois’s Governor Quinn for abolition of death penalty. receiving free hummus and flatbread lunch from the generous Cosi staff. having max pick me up from the train station (some things mom does not allow: #1 being in a...
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Today on the metro, I saw a Dutch family. A little boy with golden hair put up four fingers when I asked for his age. Long eyelashes, big blue eyes. Goodness, can I please just give you a hug? “Yacob,” he grinned. “It’s Jacob in Dutch,” his mom explained. His laughter and clapping while shaking his new-born sister’s stroller brightened up every passenger’s...
Anonymous asked: I'm beginning to feel a bloom of loneliness in my heart. I think it must be like this because you are so far away from me. I miss our friendship and what we used to be. I miss your chubby cheeks smiling so brightly and your curly hair. I want to be friends again but i feel as if our chis are too far apart to be connected again. I felt as though we were yin and yang. I miss your warm embrace...
Anonymous asked: i miss you.
i wish you didn't feel so faraway, but you do.
you say that you wonder if we really leave everlasting impressions in others lives, but i think we do. i think you do.
but have i?
i wish you didn't feel so faraway, but you do.
you say that you wonder if we really leave everlasting impressions in others lives, but i think we do. i think you do.
but have i?
Anonymous asked: i miss you.
i wish you didn't feel so faraway, but you do.
you say that you wonder if we really leave everlasting impressions in others lives, but i think we do. i think you do.
but have i?
i wish you didn't feel so faraway, but you do.
you say that you wonder if we really leave everlasting impressions in others lives, but i think we do. i think you do.
but have i?
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funny how easy it is to bring a spark in one’s life
but how difficult it is to leave an everlasting presence.
Love Song / 널 붙잡을 노래 - 비 (Rain)
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I hate that I open myself up the most to friends who live far away from me. Those across the country. Those I meet once a year, if I’m lucky. Those I have never even met in person yet. I try to stay extremely optimistic about this, but at times it’s simply tragic to think that no one is at a reachable distance from where I live. And while I enjoy the unique, digitized friendships, I...
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I spent another morning at the Kennedy Center today. Watching the National Symphony Orchestra’s rehearsal and listening to masterpieces like Sibelius Symphony No.1 was fine, but what really opened my eyes was a meeting I had with Sergey Khachatryan, an Armenian violinist. Was it the perfection of Shostakovich Violin Concerto he performed, or his accomplishment of winning the Queen Elisabeth...
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I have never, ever, ever been busier with amnesty international work. attending four meetings a week, writing grant proposals, planning about a million school-wide and area-wide fundraisers, flying to california for a week, plus spending about a hundred hours on phone calls or amnesty’s tumblr.
but I’ve never been this happy before.
I hope I could do this for the rest of my life.
Ashes and Wine - A Fine Frenzy
why is this song...