OMFG OMFG GOSSIP GIRL FINALE!

THAT WAS THE SHIZZZZ. I LOVED IT.

Chuck finally said the three words. And then again, and again and again as he counted.

That was the most ridiculously cute and sweetest scene EVER.

Is it sad that the two earthquakes just mere miles away from here didn't hike up my heartrate but GG did??

I am so ridiculously giddy, I cannot comprehend anything. My brain is fried. I wanna die of this joy overload.

Happy dance once I'm by myself. count on it!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH <3

As my Lent continues, my stomach does not growl in hunger for that sinful taste of chocolate or desired chicken enchilada. Rather, my mind gnaws at me. My fingers itch. My eyes burn. Not because they are tired, but because they strive to be. My name is Mariam and I haven’t had my love for 13 days.

I’m surviving. But like a lone Honey Nut Cheerio covered with milk, I am drowning. And will continue to do so.

These are my thoughts and encounters during the painful period of time I’ve had to endure. Please rouse me from my tedium-addled grief if I become too enraptured in the moment. Thank you for your consideration.

Dear Love,

  It was Tuesday the 28^th when I began detecting that you were leaving me. We hadn’t gotten into many fights for a while. You listened to my pleas, heard my queries and I respected you all the more for it.  But upon this fateful night, you caught a virus.

And I wasn’t there to give you a cup of orange juice or a bowl of chicken soup. I tried, as hard as I could, to scan you, to search you with every means possible and find the problem. But even after an exceptionally trying inspection, you delivered no results.

You were there, slow, unsteady, trying to forge our relationship. But I knew that everything would be catastrophic after our fateful wreck. On Wednesday, you left me for good. I searched the skies for you, love. I looked for any signal I could get. But you continued to be elusive,.

The next few days are just a haze. I sat on my living room couch, stared at by my parents and prodded by my annoying sister. They insisted that your departure was for the best. My mother had the audacity to declare that without you, “everything is peaceful.” Yes, my mother was never fond of you. She insisted that I spent too much time with you, and not enough with my family. My father was like any dad I know, happy but all the same wishing for anything that would bring his daughter’s happiness.

My days were filled with tedium. I emerged myself into my work. I pretended that my days were as routine as ever. Everyone believed my façade. At least my friends were more supportive. When I told them our news, they asked me bluntly, “How do you survive? What do you do now?”

Oh, honeys, wouldn’t you like to know! I would never wish such misery upon my greatest enemy.

Right now, as I listen to Cascada crooning the lyrics to “Everytime We Touch,” my heart whimpers in anticipation.

The word is that you will come back to me. I always knew fidelity was the integral part of our relationship. We just have this bond, yknow?

I want you back in my life. It’s May 11^th today. My birthday is about 30 hours away. Please tell me you will return in time for it. I don’t like change. You know that far too well. We’ve been together for years now. Two weeks won’t change us. Let’s just think that the absence solidified our commitment to one another. We can grow from this.

Just know that you are the cocoon to my caterpillar. Many believe that without you, I am free to emerge as a butterfly and escape with my own dreams. They think you keep me from my talents and potential. But you’re my cocoon, my shell of comfort and safety.

Without you, I am vulnerable. Threatened. Sorrowed.

Just not the same.

I love you, Internet.

Always,

    Mariam

Okay, that was just something I wrote out of boredom. In no way am I obsessed with the internet to such a degree. I told you, my tedium-addled mind gets carried away. Alright, I do feel sad without my internet. Obviously, I don’t have the ability to get on, check my mail, Facebook or LJ. People, two weeks is a long time. Sure, I used the WiFi at a coffee shop last week, but that doesn’t count. WiFi doesn’t preach what it stands for: Wireless FIDELITY. That said, my final disclaimer is that don’t worry, I got along fine. Watched more television, watched every Lakers game and hung out with the rents more. The grass is greener on the other side, they say.

P.S. I hope you guys caught onto every double-meaning there. ;)

Now onto my perhaps bigger love, Gossip Girl. Having one TV at home just sucks so I have to wait even longer. Must use WiFi tomorrow to see the progression, or lack of, of the Chuck/Blair epicness. Coffee Bean, here I come!

Just like the 50 movies list, but this one is for books. Get my reading groove on like Donkey Kong.

      My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Piccoult (Feb 7 & 8)

      Twisted by Laurie Halse Anderson (Feb 8 & 9)

      Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury ( Feb 10)     I got extremely bored reading this.

     Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson  --it's about time I read this.

     What Girls Learn 

     The Outsiders   (once again, it's about time)

     Paper Towns  (omg i went to Barnes and read 154 pages in one setting, its goood)

A compilation of quotes I really like:


"Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends." – Unknown

"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does."

"If not now, when?
If not you, who then?"

• The Prestige
• The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
• Hitch
• He's Just Not that Into You
• Slumdog Millionaire
• Yes Man
• Changeling
• Madagascar 2: Escape from Africa
• Final Destination 3
• Fast and Furious
• 17 Again
• Marley & Me