sonja
sonya
soneeah.
sonia is a weird person. very, very weird. peculiar, different, strange, directionally-challenged, awesome, funny, cool, weird. normal...but weird.
sonia isn't out of the country right now, so this isn't exactly connecting to my first "person" blog, acacia, whose lack of presence induced much fatiguing emotional distress (which in turn manifested itself as a single blog post). but i shall continue, cuz i'm totally lez for soneeah and everyone needs to know that. except everyone already knows that, and spent the better part of last year commenting on that. but that's besides the point. (do y'all notice that in every post i go off course of said "point"? and then return to it, even though it's being completely made up on the spot?? man, i'm annoying.)
hmm. let me share a little anecdote with y'all to metaphorically advance This Person Post That Could......
last night, it was sonia and i (and occasionally the random onlooker/acquaintance) at the amnesty table for Coffee House. together, we wrote a poem....a magical poem about coffee. i came up with the conceptual design, she wrote it out, then together we performed it (her reciting it, as i snapped my fingers to a secret beat, only beknownst* to myself...). apparently, we were oblivious to anyone watching, and ignored that girl who came in half-way thru, wondering what the hell we were doing. i would transcribe the poem here, but it's MIA as of this moment (...i'll find it eventually...in the car, it has to be.)
you may be asking yourself right now, why did meghan tell us a bit of a boring story (it was mostly the exposition of a fantastically boring story) about poetry? well, the answer is simple, children: the poem is a metaphor for our friendship. it's not worth looking at for too long, but it can have some interesting things to say. that doesn't really pertain to us as people, or even to our friendship, but i'm keeping it because it sounds good. i think.
thank you and good night. i'm going to watch the vampire diaries now, because..........................(reason is unknown)
actually, the reason is completely KNOWN:
this picture...featuring a fetish of mine... is greatly implying a rather gross...act, but i am in no way denying said act. which should lead you to believe that i'm definitely heterosexual (disproved above by lez comment) or at least bi-curious.
(just kidding...totally joking)
*a word i just made up

2 comments:
i dont like how my name looks. it's kinda ugly..
hahahdfhahah that coffee poem was indeed magical.. "1.25- 25 too much" makes me pee my pants every fuckin timee
also, thanks for clarifying pronunciation :)
no prob, sonYAYAYASISTERHOOD.
yeah, we're seriously hilarious people. imma find the poem soon.
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