what's the feeling that i'm looking for?
emily called me tonight crying. her aunt died. she won't be coming with me to the bonfire on saturday because the funeral is the same day. so... i feel sorry for emily and i go by myself. i was going to ask her to go to my formal the next saturday, but how do i ask someone in mourning to go have fun?
it should be expected that i go to my last formal alone. i think it sums up this semester... the situation encompasses the feeling that this experience they call college is leaving me with. i've run the well dry. there really isn't anymore that i can get from it. i'm comfortable with this. i'm ready to move on. to begin a new and better portion of my life.
katie yee called me tonight. i wasn't expecting this. i don't know why she called me. maybe just to talk. i'm glad she did though. i guess we didn't leave on what is considered great terms when she was here a couple weekends ago. i kind of spilled my everything to her that night. and well, to put it simply, she wasn't very happy with me. what was said will remain between her and me. what i got off my chest was both relieving and disheartening. relieving for the release of weight and emotion. disheartening for the undesired response. but things tend to go differently in real life than they play in my head. if only the two could meet somewhere in the middle.
tonight we talked like old friends. we laughed a lot. like none of the happenings of two weekends ago existed. or maybe she read my card. i gave her a birthday card. a serious one. not something that would be expected of me. but i wanted to show her something that she wouldn't expect. i think the term too little too late fits my situation very well. doesn't it always though? maybe she never read it...
i was a week into growing a beard for the winter. i decided to shave it tonight. females don't like beards. not that i need one in my life. but sometimes it's nice to have someone to discuss a movie or an album with over dinner or coffee or a game of scrabble. these are the things that i miss. from a woman, not from a beard.
it should be expected that i go to my last formal alone. i think it sums up this semester... the situation encompasses the feeling that this experience they call college is leaving me with. i've run the well dry. there really isn't anymore that i can get from it. i'm comfortable with this. i'm ready to move on. to begin a new and better portion of my life.
katie yee called me tonight. i wasn't expecting this. i don't know why she called me. maybe just to talk. i'm glad she did though. i guess we didn't leave on what is considered great terms when she was here a couple weekends ago. i kind of spilled my everything to her that night. and well, to put it simply, she wasn't very happy with me. what was said will remain between her and me. what i got off my chest was both relieving and disheartening. relieving for the release of weight and emotion. disheartening for the undesired response. but things tend to go differently in real life than they play in my head. if only the two could meet somewhere in the middle.
tonight we talked like old friends. we laughed a lot. like none of the happenings of two weekends ago existed. or maybe she read my card. i gave her a birthday card. a serious one. not something that would be expected of me. but i wanted to show her something that she wouldn't expect. i think the term too little too late fits my situation very well. doesn't it always though? maybe she never read it...
i was a week into growing a beard for the winter. i decided to shave it tonight. females don't like beards. not that i need one in my life. but sometimes it's nice to have someone to discuss a movie or an album with over dinner or coffee or a game of scrabble. these are the things that i miss. from a woman, not from a beard.