01.02.07

Posted in .life. at 3:11 am by marryxawad

broken.

10.30.06

.a love unrequited….

Posted in .friends., .matters of the heart. at 5:06 am by marryxawad

.so. i feel like ive been cut off from the world of my friends. i dont know anything thats happening in their lives. and vice versa. i havent spoken to any of my best friends in weeks if not months. its heart breaking. gut wrenching if you will. i miss everyone. i dont have any valid excuse for not seeing anyone except for school. and thats even a joke. yeah. its my last semester. and yeah. i need to be serious and focus. but im not. because i dont care anymore. i want to be carefree and to have fun. i miss hanging out with no purpose. i havent done anything for halloween this year. all i wanted to do was to go to a halloween party. and. i didnt. but ive seen a million and a half photos from my friends. i dont know. i feel like ive been shipped away to a secluded island. not knowing whats happening anywhere. i havent even noticed the leaves changing colors. what a sad, sad world mine has become. cold and dark. my heart has been broken a time to many, and i guess i refuse to let it heal. words dont mean a thing. its not real unless you see it. you feel it. then. then its real. the worst part about it? having to go through this alone. the hardest thing in the world is to listen to your heart shatter. to feel the pieces fall. and clink as they crash to the ground. knowing that there is nothing left to do. feeling that single tear steal its way down your cheek, yearing and longing for something else. someone else. hearing the lies and choosing to believe them. knowing that you are setting yourself up for heartbreak, knowing that the trap has been set, yet walking directly into it. tell me. does it really even matter? i mean. knowing what my demise will be, why should i accept otherwise? why should i wish and hope that my fate would be otherwise? i feel as though i care and care, but that that feeling is unrequited. i give only to not receive. i love, yet remain unloved. i feel as though i should quit. no one would notice. should they, im sure it wouldnt be that big of a loss. i dont really appreciate being told things whilst you are drunk, and having you act a certain way then, only to never speak about it again whilst you are sober. to act as though nothing has changed. i guess. simply put, i have started to ramble at this late hour. perhaps ill return later. good night.

07.02.06

.wow.

Posted in .matters of the heart. at 3:31 am by marryxawad

.i never knew something could hurt this much. i just figured out why certain events in my life have hurt me so much, or affected me so much. i have a complex. ive never felt important to anyone. ever. nothing ive done in my entire life has mattered to anyone else. so. when i become important to someone, or at least when i think i have, its kind of a big deal to me. however, when this person decides to leave me be, to just stop talking to me, without a rhyme or reason, its really upsetting to me. really upsetting. and i just realized this tonight.

06.16.06

.i want to see movies of my dreams…

Posted in .matters of the heart. at 2:28 pm by marryxawad

.interpret this please. also, the names have been changed to protect the innocent. if its necessary to know, ask. if i think you should know, ill tell you.

me and billy were downstairs in our classroom. and we were getting ready to leave, but we werent leaving for good. we were just going somewhere. there was no one else in the room at this particular moment. i was walking out in front of him. he grabbed my hand. and i was like wha? then he kissed me. [haha. oh my.] and then while this was happening bertha [this girl in our class] walks in, immediately followed by jay and bob. in bob's hands are my favorite flowers. [note: me and billy were right next to the door. ] so of course the gasp and pull away situation happens [naturally, when someone startles you. haha.] i look at billy who is looking left so i look left. and theres bertha whos mouth is dropped. and jay. and bob. with flowers still in hand. so im like heh. [more of a breath//sigh laugh] of course. of freakin course this would happen to me. theyre [billy, bertha, jay, and bob] are all like what the heck is going on. so i grab my bag and walk out. i dont say anything i just go. i walk out the back door and out through the garden and out the back gate. i know the boys are all following me but i dont say anything. i just keep walking. and im a good like 10 feet ahead of them. i walk across the street. [at this point the camera angle changes and i see everything from their point of view.] and it looks like i get hit by a car. but i just happen to dodge this car in perfect time so it looked like i got hit. theyre all gasping and like oh holy crap. and take off running to get to me. then they see as the car is past me now that i am still walking to my car. they still run to me. [the camera switches back to my point of view.] and i make it to my car. im unlocking it and i throw my bag in. bob is to my left. jay is just about in front of me and billy is next to jay on the right. almost at my headlight. i look jay square in the eye and say 'where's steven? he should be here.' [refering to the ridiculousness of this situation.] bob and billy look slightly confused. and so does jay. but jay is the only person who knows who steven is. and not even 10 seconds after i say that. more like not even 2 seconds after i say that i get a text. its steven. 'marry. i miss you.<3.' i look at my phone. look at jay. and im like HA! of course! of freakin course! they all say WHAT?! i wave my phone and say. … its steven! and get in my car. shut and lock the doors. and they are all trying to get into my car. my hands are instantly on my face and i start to cry. and then theyre all like whoa wtf. we gotta get to her// help her. i dont like that shes crying blah blah blah etc etc. and now at this point im like bawling. cuz of course. of freakin course jay and bob would fly out from new zealand with my favorite flowers to hand deliver them to me, when billy is kissing me. [haha] so they are all still trying to get into my car and theyre yelling at me to open the door. and im bawling and i yell back NO! so i call and tell katalina everything thats happening as im bawling. i dont even know what we talked about but i remember her being like ugh! boys suck! why are they doing this!? i dont get it! so then something happened i dont remember. but we werent on the phone anymore. and jay is still trying to get into my car, like hes tapping on my window trying to talk to me.and im drying my eyes and im like i have to go. i have to get out of here. instantly bob was behind my car. jay was still at my window and billy was infront of my car. so they were blocking me in. so i couldnt get out and i was like ugh! fine! i guess im not going anywhere! and i turned mycar off and they were still trying to talk to me. and thats when i woke up.

please. help.

05.02.06

.the year ends in december, so why even bother?.

Posted in .life. at 4:13 am by marryxawad

.i feel like i lost one of my best friends. ; [. its hard to always be the one to put forth the effort in a relationship/friendhip and not get anything back.

today, 3 different times, i was told that i am too nice. here is my public, well not so public, rebuttal to that. i am not 'too nice' i simply am the way i want to be treated. i do not like to be treated meanly, therefore i am not mean. it is not that hard of a concept. the golden rule. however, as of late, ive been feeling as though i am the only one who feels that this is right.

there are lots of things i cannot understand. i need to stop trying. i will figure them out in due time.

i havent slept more than 2 hours in the past 3 days.

website making is hard hard work. especially when it breaks and you dont know why.

i noticed ive strayed very far from my original point. however. thats ok. its allowed. i just witnessed an awful tbone accident outside of my apartment. 9 kids in a taurus, hit a cop car. they hit twice, and the cop car is destroyed. 9 kids cannot fit safely in a taurus. there are 6 seatbelts. oof. stop messing with my heart. the sun will be out tomorrow. it is a study day. i will work outside. and it will be nice. good night.

04.15.06

.so what say you?

Posted in .career., .friends., .life. at 4:08 am by marryxawad

.so what say you, and all your friends?

friends. i saw tons of them tonight. i needed it. i love and missed them all. they are amazing people. that is what i miss the most. fun times with friends. real friends. genuine friends. this isnt the point of this post.

so. ive been thinking about my graduation. it is nearing. i will graduate in january, should i choose not to persue this second degree i am debating about. in january, i will have a b.a. in advertising, my concentration will have been art direction. i am currently debating chooseing more schooling. i would move on to tyler and get a b.f.a. in graphic and interactive design. i think this is what i want to do. i really do enjoy actually making it, and not over seeing it. although, im sure later on in life, i really wouldnt mind over seeing. i do think i want to do more of the actual design part vs the actual idea part. id rather make it then tell someone to make it. i have very giant visions. and i cannot articulate each tiny detail into my descriptions. this is what consumes not only my mind, but my being. every day. all day. i somehow end up thinking about my future and how i still need to move to california, however, should i continue with tyler, then i wont graduate for 2 more years, then live here for a year? so i can experience the working life, because should i actually go into the working feild, not knowing what it is like, i could be seriously annhiliated. this is wha ti think of at 4 am. i need to sleep. ill continute this in the morning. instead of right now and randomly typing words and letters. good night wordpress.

.edit. freakin edit. good gosh. why is it that every time, every single time i feel confident in my choice of careers, i finally think, hey, maybe this really is for me?, something always goes wrong with  my computer? why? why cant i go a full year with a working computer? really? i cant understand. and its frustrating. and upsetting. and heart breaking. because. honestly. i really do think the Big Guy upstairs is seriously trying to tell me, hey you. you screwed up. this isnt your feild. and Im going to keep messing with your computers untill you realize that computers arent for you. and that kills me. ugh! if you know anything about macs, please. please get back to me. please.  

02.01.06

.my heart is not your marionette.

Posted in .matters of the heart. at 2:31 pm by marryxawad

.i had an amazing conversation with a truly wonderful person two nights ago. we talked all about love and friendship. and where the thin line between them lies. we talked about cultural differences and why/how/when we put up the walls and fronts that we do.

i realized she and i are alot a like in many areas concerning the heart. i realized that night we both have issues with relationships. and sometimes we tend to sabotage them ourselves. we believe in the lies propagated by our minds, hearts and even friends. yet, we cannot own up to our own true feelings or bring ourselves to find out what is going on with the other party involved. we, well i, build it up, and then run away from it because i fear it not being true, or not living up to my expectations.

i have alot of walls and barriers. this may also explain why it bothers me when people make generalizations about me that i know are not true, and if you would ask any of my truly close friends, which arent many, then you’d know that you werent correct. or if you simply believed what i said to you. i dont like being told what i am or how i act or how i feel. i also dont like being told what gets to me emotionally or physically. you do not know this. you also dont know my past and what made certain things spark things. i also could fix this if i let people know me, and if i didnt put up so many walls and barriers. this rant was completely tangential and unnecessary.

the point of this conversation two nights ago was because both of our hearts were heavy. both reasons similar. but very different at the same time. im not sure if i am at liberty to discuss these reasons here.

i am going to discuss something however. i dont know if it is appropriate or not. i have noticed a trend in my life. i also just made the conscious decision to be obscenely vague. ive noticed a trend in how my relationships end. regardless of whether they are simply friendships or something more.

i wonder if its me. thus far most of the terminations have been the same. i wonder if its something i’ve done. although, that doesnt make any sense to me. one would be quick to blame the other person. however, they have all been different. yet, now upon further investigation, there are some key similar traits.

so much has changed in the past few months. its ridiculous. there are so many little things that i do now that i havent/wouldnt have done then. choice of music, things i wear, just little things. all the major, huge things havent changed. and more than likely, will never change. i would consider myself to be pretty set in my standards for certain things. they will never change.

this has been on huge rant. completely unorganized and vaguely pure. what are your thoughts?

01.24.06

.oh. life’s a funny thing sometimes.

Posted in .career. at 2:37 am by marryxawad

.today [monday.] was the very first day of my internship. i discovered its an internship class. there are approximately only 7 or 8 student run advertising agencies in the whole country. temple has one. diamond edge communications, or, more commonly known as dec. i am now a part of dec. when i went to talk to dr. marra about the possibility of being in dec, i will admit, i was seriously intimidated, to the point of stuttering. it was bad. i was even more fearful when he asked me to bring in my portfolio, and hadnt asked any other artist to. ive heard he was very critical and i wasnt sure if i was ready for that. i decided, hey. its now or never. because, quite frankly, if i cant handle this in an internship, then how am i supposed to handle it in real life? it really was now or never. we had our first meeting of the semester today. we have ten separate accounts we are working on. i do not know what teams im on, or what accounts im working on yet. i am nervous, yet completely content with this. i fear it, but im read for it. i know i have alot of learning to do still, but, this is definitely going to be good. ive been analyzing my work habits and things of the sort, i need to step up and get serious. i have to completely eliminate procrastination out of my being. its no good. in any situation. i kind of wish i allready had my first project. i need to remember three things. 1. there’s no such job as a small job. 2. always under promise and over deliver. 3. if i lose my laugh, i lose my footing. — one flew over the cuckoo’s nest. i have a big problem with number 2. i have the tendency to over promise. and then i panic. and completely annihilate myself delivering. its 230 in the morning. i dont understand why i am ranting. goodnight readers of wordpress.

12.25.05

.merry CHRISTmas, everybody!.

Posted in .holiday cheer. at 9:13 am by marryxawad

.merry CHRISTmas, everybody! dont forget the reason for this season.

12.06.05

you want to be a what? hahahahaha.

Posted in .career. at 6:42 am by marryxawad

completely overwhelmed. that is how i feel. i dont know if i am cut out to be a graphic designer or an art director, for that matter. i am currently lacking some serious self confidence in the areas pertaining to my career, or future career for that matter. i over analyze, and i spend hours looking at other’s work, and then get overwhelmed, i dont think that there is any way for me to create work like that. i also need to learn to be less critical, especially on myself. i am far to hard on myself sometimes. i am no good. i am tootally not cut out for this. i cant be in advertising. i dont understand. i do enjoy it. im just no good at it. i dont know. for tonight, i quit.

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