The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows
I am just sitting in a puddle of Coheed and Taking Back Sunday and Brand New feeling sad about Phil. I need the security blanket of my old emo standbys. It's a very strange feeling to feel somewhat happy and, for once, somewhat excited for the future all while digesting 2 years I spent with someone whom I said 'forever' with, foolishly, of course, but we did say it.
I told Tommy and his mom to make sure they saw the meerkats today at the zoo. Today he sent me an e-mail with a picture of one to let me know they did. It was completely adorable. Unfortunately, that's totally his m.o. I refuse to let Tommy develop into a 'thing'. Tommy is, comically, a Gemini. Despite that, I really think he and I could be good friends.
Pam also sent out an incredibly thoughtful e-mail about Fringe Fest.
Oi.... They're playing "The Taste of Ink" Ha!
It's just really confounding how I'm happy and bouncy (dying to get out of here to drive to NJ or wherever) but sad at the same time. Music makes it hard.
40 minutes left here... I'm diving into the end of Gatsby... at least I'm not the only one w/ problems, haha.
I told Tommy and his mom to make sure they saw the meerkats today at the zoo. Today he sent me an e-mail with a picture of one to let me know they did. It was completely adorable. Unfortunately, that's totally his m.o. I refuse to let Tommy develop into a 'thing'. Tommy is, comically, a Gemini. Despite that, I really think he and I could be good friends.
Pam also sent out an incredibly thoughtful e-mail about Fringe Fest.
Oi.... They're playing "The Taste of Ink" Ha!
It's just really confounding how I'm happy and bouncy (dying to get out of here to drive to NJ or wherever) but sad at the same time. Music makes it hard.
40 minutes left here... I'm diving into the end of Gatsby... at least I'm not the only one w/ problems, haha.