Today was the day of my graduation ceremony. I missed it. One hazard of going to university in another country.
It’s easier to forget that I have another life on the other side of the ocean than to admit I’ve been neglecting that life. I’ve spoken more french over the last year than I have spoken to my mom at all. It’s only now, with a week of classes left to my entire university experience that I’m being forced to see how much damage I’ve done to my home life.
by Ivy Miller
I don’t actually write poems very often. In my first year I had a poetry class that I had to do a bunch for and I’ve been dropping them here and there since I first started this blog, so it seems like I write more than I do. This time, however, I have some poems that were not written for a class, but they just came into my head while I was within arms length of some paper and a pen. They weren’t written recently, but more recently than most of the ones I post usually are. Hope you like them.
You may notice a couple of things that are new. Firstly, there is a countdown on the right side of my blog. It shows how many days are left before this blog is a year old. Crazy, isn’t it? I’ve had this blog for almost a full year!
We climbed 387 steps to the top of Notre Dame, and that was only to the top. The view was killer.
Okay, so these are quickly turning into Bi-Weeklies, but you know what? I really don’t think anyone cares. I don’t. Let’s continue, shall we?
Food: Salad. I often underestimate the deliciousness of salads, but I had a couple of good ones this past week, and have found a new appreciation for them.
TV Show: Chuck. An excellent story with well-developed, likeable characters. My favourite show used to be Psych, and I’ve been searching for a successor since the show ended. Psych was a dramedy about a fake psychic who solved crimes. Through some Googling, I found out about Chuck, a dramedy about a fake spy who caught bad guys. The crown fits, and I can’t say it’s any better or worse than Psych. What I know is it’s good. Hell, it’s awesome.
Book: The Book Thief. I finally finished it, and reviewed it here, if you’re interested.
Music: Do I Wanna Know by Arctic Monkeys. I know it’s a bit outdated, but it doesn’t matter because I can’t imagine ever falling out of love with this song.
Website: Tumblr. How could I live in this empty flat for an entire spring break without it? It’s the ultimate time-waster.
Wow. That was pathetic. You know what? I owe you guys more than that. Here’s a haiku I wrote last year:
My dreams are happening to
Someone else right now
Lucky fucking piece of shit
By Ivy Miller
Hope you guys have a good weekend!
I was going to do a recipe today but I’ve never poached an egg before and I messed up so here’s a poem: