It's like lemonade- Sweet, Tangy, and Refreshing!

September 30, 2003


I'm currently listening to: My brother playing on the piano upstairs.

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Bring it on!

I'm currently listening to: Idobi radio... "The Starting Line" by Three's a Charm

Walking to the bus I felt the drizzle on my face and saw a little cloud in front of me. As I don't smoke, it can only mean one thing. Cold weather's on its way. I know, I know. No biggie. Most people do everything they can to avoid leaving the warmth of, well, just about anywhere during the winter.

Not me. I still get to walk to and from the bus. Here's a stock tip for everyone out there. Buy stock in Halls pharmacutical company, as well as Kleenex corporation.

Last year I lost my voice just in time to get out of singing Christmas carols. Well, that's not going to happen this year, Old Man Winter. Do you hear me? Bring it on!

Cause and Effect

I'm currently listening to: "The People You Know" by Robyn Ragland

It's a blessing and a curse. I don't strain my shoulders like I used to when I had my messenger bag, and I think I'm getting visible biceps for carrying the damn thing up and down stairs. You see, it's a rolling bookbag... but let's start at the beginning.

I don't have a driver's license. A friend of mine actually pointed out that I wasted the wish by not asking for the innate ability to drive. Don't get me wrong, I have a permit- it's just a matter of getting my dad to take me out driving- but, to be honest- I'm scared. I guess it comes down to facing my fears.

Why am I scared? Because I crashed not too long ago... on my second lesson. So, yeah, I have a small right to be scared. But because I'm not driving, I have to take other transportation.

So, how do I get to school? The bus. The best thing about the bus is also the worst. It takes f o r e v e r to get to school. At the same time, I can sketch, read, or drink a cup of hot chocolate while waiting for my connection. I can watch the sun glimmer through the trees. I can smell the crisp air. On the bus itself, I can listen to the banter between two passengers, or three, or listen to music.

And so, since I can't leave my four books in the car that I don't have, I require a rolling bookbag. It's not an awful thing, really. Not particularly. Sure, corners are generally tough to get around, but I can deal. I have to.

That's an effect of personal strength. Right? Of course, it appears that whining is too.

But this morning, I just realized how much I'm going to miss the clouds at six a.m., watching my blue shadow striding across the cold pavement when I get my license. When I start driving, will I miss out on the aerobic exercise from walking half an hour each way? Yeah. But will it be worth it to stave off colds? I don't know if I'll be able to by snow season, anyway. But I can try.

September 29, 2003

Dandelion Wishes

I'm currently listening to: American Hi-Fi's "Flavor of the Week"

Today on the way home from work, I picked a dandelion in the prime of it's fluffyness. It's a habit, really. Someone once told me that if you blow all the seeds off in one breath, then you're granted one wish. Whatever you want. (Outside of money, of course. Everyone knows that wishing for money is always bad luck. And wishing world problems away never works anyway.) So I gently twirled it in my fingers and blew.

Before I knew it, little white parachutes were floating around me, and I was looking at an empty stem.

I thought about a wish, but floundered, coming up empty. A grin, a full blown smile, then a cry: "What have I to wish for!"

I have a wonderful boyfriend, loving best friends, a supportive family.

At that second... I needed no wishes.

Hopefully, there will be more empty stems unneeded than wishes unfulfilled. That's all I could ask for.

September 28, 2003


I'm currently listening to: Idobi radio... some song by AFI

This is not cool. I'm sick, but functioning properly. Well, since it's Sunday and I wanted to post at least once a week, here goes.

I spent my afternoon fiddling with a picture to put up for the week, but my mouse is posessed on my laptop. Defeated for the moment, I sketched out something new and scanned it on the communal computer. It's just a current pic of me on the phone with my Tommy. I had called him while Dad and Adam had the football game on the in the living room... loud. What's a girl to do? I called his house, and his sister woke him up, apparently. I had him hang up and call me back when he could function properly.

Oh, so you don't know about Tom? I'll tell you some other time. Suffice to say he's completely wonderful.

But that's for another entry.

(Picture yoinked Oct-6-2004... will hopefully be up somewhere soon)

Just a note about what I'm wearing... it's my comfy, country blue robe. Why differentiate? Well, let's see. I have two others... one really short green one for if I'm zipping from one room to the next. One long aquamarine one for lounging around the house during summer. And then the one I'm wearing right now. It's fluffy and warm- which probably isn't such a great idea since I had a fever earlier. It has two big, accessable pockets that I don't have to root for. Sure, it makes me look frumpy, but everyone deserves to dress down now and then, right?

September 27, 2003

Um, welcome?

Hey, this is Moueska Tonelicci... Very bored with certain aspects of life, I've decided to try out something different. Oh, and it's partially for a class, but that's not important. With any luck, I'll be able to keep this thing up as the days go by. Maybe, eventually, I'll even be able to get comments up here. (Please, god, let comments be up here.)

So, yeah, this post- this weblog- is all one great big experiment.

May god have mercy on our souls.