so if you care to find me...
I hope everyone else was also slempt up at home on the couch watching the classic cinema perfection known as "Crossroads" which aired on MTV. Show of hands? Just me?
Well, I am home and quite frankly, I'm extremely unsure of everything right now. I miss being far away and only having certain things to occupy my thinking process, things such as where are we going to stay tonight? Should one person really be passing this much gas? Could myself and Bradgelina make something happen? But now I'm back in my bubble and it's swirling with things I wish I could air out. The main thing is having the decision of letting someone go from your heart. Good god that sounds cliche as all hell. But it's true. I made the mistake of prematurely seeing someone and thus causing an onslot of awkwardness and shaking hands. Now I sit in that bubble of not knowing what the other person is thinking or feeling. I've never had a physical urge to just want to jump in my car and race over to his house, knock on his door and just hold him, but I did really bad last night. And now I don't know what to do. This is the worst situation. Well, not the worst, at least I'm not Katie Holmes.
So, if you need to find me, I will be crying on Tracey's couch as we watch all the buy 2 get 1 free movies from Blockbuster.
Boston in 2006!
Sincerly, Karmine Clarkson (where you at Jake Green?!)
Well, I am home and quite frankly, I'm extremely unsure of everything right now. I miss being far away and only having certain things to occupy my thinking process, things such as where are we going to stay tonight? Should one person really be passing this much gas? Could myself and Bradgelina make something happen? But now I'm back in my bubble and it's swirling with things I wish I could air out. The main thing is having the decision of letting someone go from your heart. Good god that sounds cliche as all hell. But it's true. I made the mistake of prematurely seeing someone and thus causing an onslot of awkwardness and shaking hands. Now I sit in that bubble of not knowing what the other person is thinking or feeling. I've never had a physical urge to just want to jump in my car and race over to his house, knock on his door and just hold him, but I did really bad last night. And now I don't know what to do. This is the worst situation. Well, not the worst, at least I'm not Katie Holmes.
So, if you need to find me, I will be crying on Tracey's couch as we watch all the buy 2 get 1 free movies from Blockbuster.
Boston in 2006!
Sincerly, Karmine Clarkson (where you at Jake Green?!)