and i swear on my mother and father it feels like...

this past week definately wore me out. for interesting reasons, i went to sleep after 3 several times. exhausted body --> lots and lots of sleep when there is free time. so, i slept in until 1215PM. ahh! scary. then i played around with my catten tina and had my first meal. then i took off to go somewhere i have not been in months: the buena park library. of course, the second i finally stepped outside of my house, it started to rain. ay ya! when i arrived safely, i searched for books that i wanted to read and books that wanted me to read them. muhahah...no luck in the books-i-wanted-to-read category. but i found this book of poetry by teenage girls and one by pablo neruda. and i sat in the stacks reading what girls age 14-17 think.

strangely enough, a lot of what they were saying paralleled issues that i still grapple with. but they did a good job expressing themselves. and im glad that there is such an outlet for them. of course, their poems inspired me to write. and i even checked out a book on poetry: have you heard of nikki giovanni? me neither, until i came across her name in one of the young girl's poems. so i said, "why not?"

speaking of books, last night i started "the five people you meet in heaven." it isnt that beautifully written; maybe im biased because of what people told me in mexico. but the concept is interesting: when you go to heaven, you dont just get to chill; you learn about what your life meant through a series of five people. wow. and knowing those five lessons allows you to finally be at peace. ::sigh::

i took a nap at 6pm. and now desire to go back to sleep. hehehe! its so dark. and my body is still so exhausted. but i should study. what's the chance i will?