February 2012
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The twenty-something Kendra
Things you may or may not know about me.
1. I cannot start my morning without a coffee, at least one.
2. I have two titanium screws in my knee from a soccer injury
3. Said screws set off a metal detector on more than one occasion. (my ortho lied obviously)
4. I can’t fall asleep without rubbing the tops of my feet across the sheets in bed.
5. I’ve had a knack for bringing...
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In order to get your foot in “the door”, sometimes you need to be willing to knock.
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Work homework work out. Everything I do requires work.
I feel like I’m constantly running from my loneliness. To feel completely alone is the single worst feeling in the world.
I can’t deal with the fake, conditional relationships. The casual/convenient relations. I feel like I’ve been alone long enough. I need someone to just be there, and really listen and talk back. Real people with real feelings.
I can’t be best...
My strange dream
I had a dream that I was on cape cod and driving around, the roads were sandy and it was hot. I drove further and further out, and the veiny roads got smaller and more like cow paths. I kept going in my car, not caring.
I turned down this one road, and as I did, I could see i was right at the ocean.. There was a little row of houses and the tides washed right up to them, all salt bleached and...
Thoughts before bed:
How many people buy Nike apparel and not realize that the brand concept originates from the classic Greek sculpture the Winged Nike?
And furthermore, how many people know that Nike is the goddess of victory, and the logo is actually a stylized wing, giving birth to the winged shoe emblem of many sprinters and track and field athletes?
Am I too generous in thinking most people make the...
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I have so many questions I’m too scared to ask. Sometimes I feel like its better not knowing, and hoping. But other times I feel them tugging and pulling and tearing me apart at the seams.
I wish feelings weren’t so consuming. I feel like a fool.
I’m getting antsy as fuhhh
Italian renaissance artist of the day
Paolo Uccello (literally translating to Paul Bird) was obsessed with linear perspective. To the point where he neglected his family, artwork, and birds (uccelli.) Uccello’s wife complained that he sat up drawing all night, and when she’d ask him to bed all he would say was “oh what a sweet thing this perspective is!”
This is why I love art. It takes a crazy artist to...
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I can’t stand it when people mispronounce my home state. It’s not that hard to say. Mass-a-chu-setts.
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Food rant
I hate it when I buy something delicious and I go and eat it and it’s almost gone because other people have taken to the idea that it’s free game. It didn’t just appear there, I bought it for a reason. I don’t mind sharing, but when I pay for something (especially a luxury food item) I expect to get at least my intended use out of it. What I don’t expect is going to...
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POLAROID teaser by Maximilian Zenk
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I stopped at McDonalds to get a beverage and they’re playing crooner music and there is a faux fireplace. I’m surprised there isn’t a cigar and brandy corner in the back somewhere…
Did I mention the throngs of old people?
I may have to come here more often… We all know old people have the most interesting stories.
My morning commute is long enough for me to whiten my teeth. How sad.
My head feels like its being cleaved open with a dull hunk of sedimentary rock.
I skipped three classes today and I don’t care (although I will tomorrow) and I’m just all around miserable.
I’m hiding under a blanket in my silent abode waiting for “dinner time” so I can pop my C tab and guzzle some gaterade.
I’m looking pretty hobo chic today. Maybe...
“One of these days I’ll get around to formatting my own HTML coding for...”
– Me, every time I look at my ugly ass Tumblr
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Seriously,
Today is one of those days where I feel completely bound to philosophically insignificant factors.
If I don’t get a day to myself, and do what I WANT to do, I’m going to explode.
I can’t even paint my damn nails or clean my car or sketch a friggin doodle. I’m getting so sick of this responsibility crap. Now I know why adults marvel at the idea of a...