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[27 Nov 2009|08:20am] |
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Just got home from shopping! It was really mellow and nice. I got a lot of cute things and a waffle maker for my grandma:P
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| pleasefindthis.blogspot.com is perfect |
[26 Nov 2009|10:59pm] |
"This is the one." The universe assures me from behind the counter.
"But I thought you said the last one was the one." I reply.
"No." Says the universe. "I sold you that one so you would know that this, this is the one."
"Is there another one?" I ask the universe.
"I can't tell you." They reply. "It'd ruin the surprise."
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[22 Nov 2009|02:13pm] |
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i am home on thanksgiving break, two days in and i already have too much time to sit around and read/think. i read this essay in one of the books lying around my house about what i would accomplish if i knew i could never fail. the list was large, but the items were small things that could be achieved easily, i've just never gotten around to it. looking at this list, i feel extremely pathetic. i mean, what the hell is holding me back? i am a poor man's version of myself. i plan trips but never take them, i buy the guitar but never learn, i buy books but never read them, i buy clothes i never wear, i create plotlines and characters for novels that i never finish writing, i have feelings but never act on them. i don't have enough time to do things i want, scratch that - i don't make time. i am only nineteen but i feel like i've gotten nothing done in my life. i haven't been truly happy with myself since 2005. from now on - i start finishing what i begin.
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| is there a home for the homeless? is there hope for the hopeless? |
[20 Nov 2009|04:27pm] |
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he talks and i intently hear the words and cling to them. i grab them and store them in my long term memory to hold on to for later, i know everything about him and he knows nothing about me and i'm perfectly fine with that. i love knowing everything about him, i wouldn't have it any other way because i'd almost rather listen than speak. he is bipolar and i am always confused, i am usually so good at reading people but with him, i draw a blank and every day is something new. whenever i think i have him figured out he does something completely unexpected and i'm back at square one. he stutters and mumbles and mixes up his words and he is flawed and perfect and everything in between. and he is the reason why i am slowly learning how to feel again.
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[17 Nov 2009|04:52pm] |
the whole world is watching, you haven't come this far to fall off the earth
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| I am... |
[16 Nov 2009|05:41pm] |
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going to open up word and attempt to create a story of some kind. Zombie invasion, or perhaps a post-apocalyptic setting.
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