they say that anger is just love disappointed.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm as selfish I feel Edgar is. I love him, I really do, but sometimes he just feels so selfish and then I feel so alone. I probably am just as selfish, but selfishly I look at him and get angry when he's selfish. I don't even know if that makes sense.
Thank you Billy Joel for singing about (wo)men making love to their tonic and gin :)
Some music just takes me back. Elton John, Billy Joel, Bonnie Raitt, The Eagles. They take me all the way back to 2004-05. haha. It was at that time that downloaded these songs for the first time on DC++ and if you ask any of my roommates from freshman year they will tell you that I loved to play songs from these artists...over and over and over again. Unfotunately, that's where I want to go right now. Back to a time when I wasn't very happy...but I realize was way a hell of a lot better than things are now. Memories come flooding in from walking to class...when I went to class, sitting in class, parties over at Nga's, parties in our cluster, arguing with my roommate, hating my roommate, loving my other roommates, loving my RA whome I knew would never feel the same about me, late nights at Starbucks with Marcus, tunnelling beneath UW...and the list goes on.
Now I'm going to look up some recipes, instead of going down to the 8 with all my friends for dinner, I'm going to make it.
Thank you Billy Joel for singing about (wo)men making love to their tonic and gin :)
Some music just takes me back. Elton John, Billy Joel, Bonnie Raitt, The Eagles. They take me all the way back to 2004-05. haha. It was at that time that downloaded these songs for the first time on DC++ and if you ask any of my roommates from freshman year they will tell you that I loved to play songs from these artists...over and over and over again. Unfotunately, that's where I want to go right now. Back to a time when I wasn't very happy...but I realize was way a hell of a lot better than things are now. Memories come flooding in from walking to class...when I went to class, sitting in class, parties over at Nga's, parties in our cluster, arguing with my roommate, hating my roommate, loving my other roommates, loving my RA whome I knew would never feel the same about me, late nights at Starbucks with Marcus, tunnelling beneath UW...and the list goes on.
Now I'm going to look up some recipes, instead of going down to the 8 with all my friends for dinner, I'm going to make it.