i stop to see a weeping willow, crying on his pillow. maybe he's crying for me.

As I was vacuuming a minute ago I had a thought. I was remembering this morning when my dad was baby-stepping across the driveway at the cabin. (Baby-stepping because there was a sheet about three inches thick of solid ice between his feet and the dirt.) My mom suggested, "Why don't you go around in the snow where the branches are? It's not as slippery there." He didn't acknowledge her suggestion and kept hobbling across the ice until he almost fell on his face. My mom told him, "You are so stubborn," and got in the car with me."Well, now I know where you get it," she huffed. I replied by saying, "Well that's not very nice."
It got me thinking again about how alike my father and I are, which normally drives me crazy because of all that's gone down for the past 16 years. I mean, everyone inherits traits from their parents, some good, some bad. I would rather not be a stubborn ass, although I already am. Well, I guess I could try to change it, but I don't know where I'd start. I could try to change several things, but I don't know where to start.
I don't think I need to worry about this right now though.
I have better things to worry about. Like school.

In other news, this break was pretty productive.
I started an outline for my English presentation and had several recurring and awesome dreams. I found my hemp lotion and burned out my vanilla candle. I wrote several letters, one to Preston and one to Oliver and one to Colleen. I found an undeveloped roll of film, so I'm excited about that, along with a new flash that my sister dug up. I wrote four songs. I listened to Daft Punk and had a shitload of fun while doing so. I hung out with Reland most of the week, then Kay, Ali, and Miles. I saw Preston and hung out with Ileana before the break started. I ate Pringles several times, and hasbrowns, and waffles. I read two and a half books, slept in until noon, and became addicted to Doctor Who, Black's Books, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I collected Snapple caps. I called Funyuns "Fritos" and was given a burrito at midnight. I rediscovered the old dusty Beatles records my parents were keeping from me in the attic (not that I can play them). I missed Alexa hella, and everyone else at school for that matter. I got into a fight. We made up. I fashioned a dress out of a skirt. I did countless other things that I don't feel like mentioning right now.
Was a good break, won't forget it anytime soon.

Dear Elly,
Let's work on my wall.
Love,
Olivia

Refrigerator
Must work on picture
For dance company.

Love.