at first i was afraid, i was "quote of the day"
hiya everyone. im not gonna lie, this has been one fucked up weekend. you know how i was gonna catch up on some sleep thursday? my goddamn upstairs neighbors must have been jumping up and down on the floor and running water until 6 in the morning. carlos says they were throwing up. hes probably right, but i dont give a shit. i couldn't go into work friday morning because i was too exhausted and i was going to mess stuff up. so i slept until 3, hit happy hour with carlos, got decently buzzed, almost won a game of pool, and came to work for my evening shift. then i hung out with carlos and watched "family guy" which was amazing.
then glorious, glorious sleep. i havnt slept that well since school started for like ten thousand reasons. i woke up around 2 and started on homework hardcore. and actually got some of it done! around 8 i called up meagan and hung out with her and her friends until around 1. i got some food (cause i can actually eat again!) and hit the sack.
then it got weird. i went to my internship sunday afternoon and the math tutor hit on me for an hour. yeah. i didnt know what to do, so i excused myself to the bathroom and cried. (sorry, im a wreck) i got as much homework done as i could and then left at 5 because i could. then i went home to watch sunday night cartoons and cried. do any of you watch adult swim? because i could really use an adult swim buddy right now.
anyway, today i came to work and did writing homework for honest to God 5 hours. i went to my internship meeting, took a shower, ate dinner, and went to writing class. turns out i bought the wrong book; hence, i did the wrong assignments. booooooo! then i came to work and had a message from another guy hitting on me. but the weirdest part about it all...i think im gonna make a date with him. im not ready for this. i dont want this. i want the last two weeks to just be erased and started over, but i dont want to sit around missing someone who doesnt miss me for the rest of my life. ive fucking been there and done it. the idea of moving too fast is a lot more appealing then moving too slow.
"follow blind
heavy eyes hold position
you were right on time
it was a lucky prediction
move on, move on
its like the clock is pacing
the break of dawn and our hearts are racing
move on, move on
no theres nothing changing
dont undermine
my new resolution
just to find a different light, a new direction
MOVE ON, MOVE ON
NOW THE RECORDS SKIPPING
I WONT FORGET
I WONT FORGET
THE WAY YOU SAID
MOVE ON, MOVE ON
THERES NO POINT IN WAITING"
-"new resolution" by azure ray
i dont really know what to do, but one thing i know is i wish id wrote more when ben and i dated. cause i was happy, and im sick of reading this shit and seeing nothing to smile at. and now im not gonna remember anything about it except how bad it ended. theres some really great things to remember. if anyones got advice, ill take it. ill listen to just about anything.
bubye now! noelle >:)
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They thought she wore green
for the life in it
and picked roses for the pleasure.
But she wore it for the decay
and pulled them
for the violence in it.
She placed the thorns around her throat,
carried a cross across her wrists,
and laid down
for the green in it.
then glorious, glorious sleep. i havnt slept that well since school started for like ten thousand reasons. i woke up around 2 and started on homework hardcore. and actually got some of it done! around 8 i called up meagan and hung out with her and her friends until around 1. i got some food (cause i can actually eat again!) and hit the sack.
then it got weird. i went to my internship sunday afternoon and the math tutor hit on me for an hour. yeah. i didnt know what to do, so i excused myself to the bathroom and cried. (sorry, im a wreck) i got as much homework done as i could and then left at 5 because i could. then i went home to watch sunday night cartoons and cried. do any of you watch adult swim? because i could really use an adult swim buddy right now.
anyway, today i came to work and did writing homework for honest to God 5 hours. i went to my internship meeting, took a shower, ate dinner, and went to writing class. turns out i bought the wrong book; hence, i did the wrong assignments. booooooo! then i came to work and had a message from another guy hitting on me. but the weirdest part about it all...i think im gonna make a date with him. im not ready for this. i dont want this. i want the last two weeks to just be erased and started over, but i dont want to sit around missing someone who doesnt miss me for the rest of my life. ive fucking been there and done it. the idea of moving too fast is a lot more appealing then moving too slow.
"follow blind
heavy eyes hold position
you were right on time
it was a lucky prediction
move on, move on
its like the clock is pacing
the break of dawn and our hearts are racing
move on, move on
no theres nothing changing
dont undermine
my new resolution
just to find a different light, a new direction
MOVE ON, MOVE ON
NOW THE RECORDS SKIPPING
I WONT FORGET
I WONT FORGET
THE WAY YOU SAID
MOVE ON, MOVE ON
THERES NO POINT IN WAITING"
-"new resolution" by azure ray
i dont really know what to do, but one thing i know is i wish id wrote more when ben and i dated. cause i was happy, and im sick of reading this shit and seeing nothing to smile at. and now im not gonna remember anything about it except how bad it ended. theres some really great things to remember. if anyones got advice, ill take it. ill listen to just about anything.
bubye now! noelle >:)
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They thought she wore green
for the life in it
and picked roses for the pleasure.
But she wore it for the decay
and pulled them
for the violence in it.
She placed the thorns around her throat,
carried a cross across her wrists,
and laid down
for the green in it.