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volver… como volverte a ver por juanes. o devolver, como devolver un libro a la biblioteca, o un cd a un amigo. o regresar, como a un grado ya cumplido.
Posted By grace h On 05.05.2009 @ 12:48 pm
gravel
the adjective form of gravel is gravelly, not gravely. gravely is an ADVERB, the adjective form of which is grave. GET IT RIGHT.
this is a pet peeve of mine.
Posted By grace h On 12.29.2008 @ 12:39 pm
belong
oh, dear. i can already imagine all of the people writing about how they don’t feel like they belong anywhere. get used to it – you’re never going to fit in perfectly anywhere because you’re not perfect and neither is anyone else.
i don’t think i’ve found my niche yet but i have friends and lots of love for all of them, and that’s more than enough for me right now.
Posted By grace h On 12.14.2008 @ 6:16 pm
want
oh, don’t even. you know what? want and ignorance. that’s what i think of, those two creepy children from A Christmas Carol. which reminds me, it’s the square root of christmas today.
Posted By grace h On 12.05.2008 @ 2:19 pm
remember
oh dear. i don’t like to remember a lot of things. generally i write them down and that removes the obligation to have them lingering any longer in my mind. this is necessary because i make so many mistakes that if i were to let them all remind me of how stupid i can be, i’d never be able to get past them. forgive and forget – you can’t have one without the other.
Posted By grace h On 02.01.2009 @ 9:57 am
lock
a monolithic mental block: i lost the key, how do i pick the lock?
Posted By grace h On 01.28.2009 @ 3:25 pm
finite
reminds me of math because of its connotation, but if i take away the word and keep the meaning it reminds me of life. scary, sometimes, but other times it’s reassuring. i don’t know exactly why.
Posted By grace h On 01.08.2009 @ 1:29 pm
dock
i remember new york in summer little tiny leech stuck on arthur’s foot woke up to the smell of manure tied our floatie boat to the dock for the longest time after that vacation i would close my eyes, lie on my back, and instead of the ground i was on the waves again. i could even hear them.
Posted By grace h On 12.15.2008 @ 12:01 pm
beloved
sums up my day. i love my family so much. that might sound weird coming from a teenager, but then, i’m a weird teenager. i don’t know how it happened, but somehow my entire extended family is full of kind, interesting, successful people. i have not met a family member i don’t like. “miraculous” is another word which i would use to decribe them.
Posted By grace h On 03.28.2009 @ 7:36 pm
tape
tape = VCR tape = my friend came over to my house to watch an educational videotape because her mom gave away their VCR the weekend before the teacher gave her the tape. it was about the flu of 1918 which NOBODY EVER REMEMBERS. go look it up. it’s real! also, we are all agreed that tape fixes everything, right? one day i might even try to fix somebody’s broken heart, and somehow manage to work tape into the equation. just watch, it will happen.
Posted By grace h On 03.24.2009 @ 1:10 pm
locked
all i can think of is knees. there was this kid in band who fainted one memorial day parade because he locked his knees. i wish i were in band. i like to think of “locked” as a positive or at least interesting rather than confining word. thinking outside the box, you know?
Posted By grace h On 03.18.2009 @ 7:20 pm
specific
exactly what i’m not allowed to be right now, because the topic which is most on my mind at the moment is one i can’t talk about. it’s a good thing, though. like, it could end very well for my friend.
Posted By grace h On 03.16.2009 @ 6:28 pm
sixteen
i still think i’m sixteen nowadays. i’m actually seventeen. i guess my mental age is stuck a year back because i still haven’t learned to drive. i haven’t even gotten my permit. i know i’m behind. i know that dragging my feet can do me no good. but honestly, driving is just another social situation, another chance for me to get hurt or hurt someone else, another thing to screw up. god knows i have enough of those already.
Posted By grace h On 03.11.2009 @ 6:44 pm
believe
ohohoho no. no no no no no. this is a Bad Word To Have. i don’t like to talk about it. there are lots of things about which i do not like to talk, and belief is one of them. if i don’t believe anything, i can never be called gullible and i can never be called wrong. also i can never offend anyone by believing something they don’t. it would be so great if it were actually true.
Posted By grace h On 03.09.2009 @ 6:44 pm
toast
pan tostado
frog on a stick: roasty toasty!
toasty tootsies
toast is a word full of excellent fun and inside jokes. but it does not fill a minute.
Posted By grace h On 12.18.2008 @ 11:58 am
course
a matter of course. the course of events. of course.
as in, what people think of my silence. of course she doesn’t talk. that’s just how it is.
and of course i will always be boring.
does it really have to be this way??
Posted By grace h On 12.16.2008 @ 12:28 pm
gear
I went skiing yesterday and had an epic fall that flung my gear EVERYWHERE. (This was before I learned how to slow down or stop, and went straight into a snowbank.) It was a lesson in humility. But my friends got me to get back up and try again, and one of them was patient enough to reteach me the basics I’d forgotten over the years, and by the end of the day I even went on a medium-difficulty trail with some friends!!
Posted By grace h On 12.07.2008 @ 7:04 am
muse
it’s a verb. it’s also a noun. i like the verb better because i’ve read one too many whiny writings about people who think so-and-so is their muse, or who are always asking their mysterious muse to please show up so they can write something that isn’t crap. however, if my friend has a musical muse i would very much like it to be kind to her today because she has a performance this evening. good luck, catherine!!!
Posted By grace h On 12.04.2008 @ 12:56 pm
held
well. um. i’m not going to write anything. i just spent an entire weekend watching romance movies, mostly of the gay variety, and am dwelling on my GODDAMN STUPID LOVE LIFE THAT’S NOT GOING ANYWHERE, so thinking/writing about being held is just about the least healthy thing I could possibly do right now. so… it’s supposed to snow soon? maybe?
Posted By grace h On 11.24.2008 @ 11:43 am
sandals
my flip-flops are broken. it’s okay, though. i have for-real sandals, the kind with actual straps. they’re not exactly fashionable, but then again neither am i, when given a choice. it’s not that i don’t like being pretty. it’s just that it’s not me.
Posted By grace h On 06.27.2009 @ 10:35 am
idle
My day today. I should be doing something but there is nothing to do. Well, I could do homework, but… no. I love summer but I hate being idle. Dang.
Posted By grace h On 08.05.2009 @ 10:44 am
pause
two vertical lines right next to each other. sometimes the button is play/pause. when using audacity to record a spanish oral exam press pause and NOT stop between prompts so as to record the whole thing in one go.
Posted By grace h On 07.25.2009 @ 7:57 am
convertible
a red Barbie car!!! i used to love barbies so much. my neighbor used to drive a convertible. i don’t know what happened to it. i got to ride in it once and it was exciting but not really that comfortable. i prefer closed cars. my friend rides a motorcycle. she’s seventeen. how she does it, i’ll never know. my mom calls them donor-cycles because people who ride them are likely to be organ donors (aka die).
Posted By grace h On 11.09.2008 @ 9:17 am
startled
Oh, boy. What a good word to have today. There I was, walking/shuffling down the hallway, just waiting to get where I was going, when I nearly bumped into him. I was so distracted afterwards that it was only after I had left the school building that I realized I had one more class to go. Don’t worry, I made it to class on time. Not that it made a difference; I was still somewhere far away.
Posted By grace h On 10.31.2008 @ 12:14 pm
gentle
Toilet paper. Seriously, that’s all I can think of. This is yet another sad example of How Our Televisions Are Slowly But Surely Brainwashing Us.
Posted By grace h On 10.28.2008 @ 1:02 pm
path
I walk home from the library every day. I bring a book to read now, not because I’m bored by the walk, but because people walk past me and I don’t know what to do. As for life-paths, trails heavily traveled or ones yet to be forged, don’t ask me because I have no idea.
Posted By grace h On 10.22.2008 @ 1:24 pm
bulb
flowers or light bulbs, but apparently they can also be called light globes according to where you are i like the word globe better than bulb, at least for light light bulbs often pop up over people’s heads in cartoons when they realize something, sort of like what happened to me yesterday. the light bulb hit me on the head when i stopped thinking about it though.
Posted By grace h On 10.18.2008 @ 12:49 pm
crown
oh, my. when i hear or read the word crown of course i think of royalty, which right now means beowulf because that’s what i’m reading in english. i love brit lit! it makes me smile, despite the blood and gore and really weird morals. i love britain in general, actually. it’s a little creepy how much i love it, especially since i’ve never even been there.
Posted By grace h On 10.14.2008 @ 12:44 pm
hill
apparently there are places in this goddamn suburb where it really does go uphill both ways. one of those places happens to be right where my street empties out onto the main road. poor catherine from a mile before the hill rides her bike sometimes, but i always walk. or run when she catches up to me like she did today. i hate running but love her to death. did you know i’m an infp personality and she’s the polar opposite of that? and other infps bother me something fierce. hmm.
Posted By grace h On 10.03.2008 @ 12:06 pm
