blurbs

I’m exhausted. I haven’t gotten enough sleep in weeks.

I’m doing one of my insanely long cycles again. I really hate being a girl.

Ethiopian food rocks my socks off.

My aunt actually called me today just to chat. I felt really happy about it.

If you are waiting for an email from me, it isn’t cause I don’t love you. My brain is totally over-loaded from school and I’m just not functioning well.

The lease for the apartment will be signed on Monday. I still have no idea when I will actually move. Having flexibility means I can be hella lazy.

Cocktails and Conversation: Tuesday. After 6. Be prepared to be kicked out by 10/10:30. If you have my address already, you are invited. If you don’t have my address, comment or send me an email and we’ll figure something out.

I miss Tom. When he sits next to me on the couch it is hard not to curl up around him. I miss knowing that he is mine.

I gave my three minute presentation today. It went well. I talked about how often I’ve moved. I talked about how my social skills have been impacted by not having any sort of stability. Kind of asking for a bit of leeway when I’m a spaz. People were very supportive. Not a bad group I guess. I still don’t like the uberbitch.

I’m jonesing on this Gaelic Storm song. It’s making me all melancholy though. God I miss love.
I’ve lived a long life and now I’m looking back
It’s the end of the road; the last stop on the track
And I smile as think of my true love once more
The light of my life; the one I adore

(chorus)
She…she was the prize
The prettiest girl with the loveliest eyes
She…she was the prize
Shiny black hair and those lovely…those lovely brown eyes

I met her one night at the Harvest Fair Dance
I long for a whisper; I hoped for a glance
then she turned and she smiled
and I melted away
and I knew I’d be with her ’til my dying day

(repeat chorus)

We lay on the cliffs and and we walked hand in hand
we threw stones in the waves
we drew hearts in the sand
without warning, clouds rolled in and blackened the sun
and when they rolled out
my light, she was gone

(repeat chorus)

I’ve shed all my tears and I’ve said my goodbyes;
now I’ll lay myself down
were my pretty girl lies
and when I awake
I’ll be on earth no more
I’ll be dancing a jig with the girl adore

(repeat chorus)

12 thoughts on “blurbs

  1. xarnix

    Ethiopian, eh? I’ve not tried that one yet. (I remember something about eating with flatbread — and not much else.)

    Best wishes, for the move, and everything.

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