something i wrote back in November... kinda still applies...
“We Live, We Love, We Forgive and Never Give Up
Because the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and love”
You know those times, when your so full of emotion, that it literally makes you sick.
That your stomach becomes upset, and you really truly don’t know how to make it feel better, or what exactly is causing this feeling. But honestly, your WAY too tired to try and figure out why. Too tired to take the ten minutes to sit there and analyze your life.
This week has been quite odd to say the least. Last weekend having been the weekend after boonaducious, the weekend of the battle of the bands at hard rock’s legends theaters, the tickets my sister won, the fight I had with my mother who pushed me out of the house, so that I would stay up till four in the morning to get all of my homework done. Life keeps going. You’re stuck with emotion. It is our best, and yet our worst endowment from God. It hurts, it heals, it helps, it wounds, it stings, and can come from people as close to you as family, friends and boys who are the weeks love interest, to people you just see.
I consider myself an oddity. I don’t know if I’m overly in tuned to my feelings, or just the otherwise and not even close. All I know is I can walk by someone and get a really joyous happy feeling in which my stomach will turn summersaults as a trick and look at them in a way of admiration, or I can be so upset by some people, I have no reason why, that my stomach makes me sick, and for the rest of the day I cant stop thinking about the affect they had on me. I can be so close to a friend, and share a wonderful experience with, but later on, I begin to doubt it, my friendship, and the time spent with that person. I will cherish it for what it was, but so much, to the point where I want it back, and it doesn’t happen everyday, so I begin to think there is something wrong with me.
I place people in such a high esteem. And its scary, because I look up to some people with such awe, amazement and adoration; I latch myself onto people, and form such an attachment to them, that they mean so much to me…
Im falling asleep, so, in that cases, im off
Because the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and love”
You know those times, when your so full of emotion, that it literally makes you sick.
That your stomach becomes upset, and you really truly don’t know how to make it feel better, or what exactly is causing this feeling. But honestly, your WAY too tired to try and figure out why. Too tired to take the ten minutes to sit there and analyze your life.
This week has been quite odd to say the least. Last weekend having been the weekend after boonaducious, the weekend of the battle of the bands at hard rock’s legends theaters, the tickets my sister won, the fight I had with my mother who pushed me out of the house, so that I would stay up till four in the morning to get all of my homework done. Life keeps going. You’re stuck with emotion. It is our best, and yet our worst endowment from God. It hurts, it heals, it helps, it wounds, it stings, and can come from people as close to you as family, friends and boys who are the weeks love interest, to people you just see.
I consider myself an oddity. I don’t know if I’m overly in tuned to my feelings, or just the otherwise and not even close. All I know is I can walk by someone and get a really joyous happy feeling in which my stomach will turn summersaults as a trick and look at them in a way of admiration, or I can be so upset by some people, I have no reason why, that my stomach makes me sick, and for the rest of the day I cant stop thinking about the affect they had on me. I can be so close to a friend, and share a wonderful experience with, but later on, I begin to doubt it, my friendship, and the time spent with that person. I will cherish it for what it was, but so much, to the point where I want it back, and it doesn’t happen everyday, so I begin to think there is something wrong with me.
I place people in such a high esteem. And its scary, because I look up to some people with such awe, amazement and adoration; I latch myself onto people, and form such an attachment to them, that they mean so much to me…
Im falling asleep, so, in that cases, im off