Some things are best left unsaid.
Tonight, we got a Superior
...Again.
c:
At the same time,
I miss being that band who cheered louder for other bands than they did for themselves.
But that is a rant for another time.
However,
I definitely do have another component for my list of what life really is:
Life is working really hard for something and getting it.
I plan on continuing this list,
Probably for the rest of my life.
Spending a week with the Swine Flu kind of put a lot of things into perspective for me.
Actually, that's a lie.
Spending a week with the Swine Flu turned me into a complete and total psycho (hose beast).
I seriously kept myself from my phone the first days because I was mixing up times of the day,
And dreaming more often than being awake,
Which made it hard to tell what was real and what was in my head.
I kept on having dreams where I called people that I shouldn't have and yelled at them,
And I was so needy and felt terrible.
In the end it was strange but oddly comforting to realize that there definitely is a part of me that is absolutely crazy.
I'm probably never talking to a certain individual ever again.
Believe me, it is justified.
Plus, I don't think they even care.
Sincerely,
Zz
...Again.
c:
At the same time,
I miss being that band who cheered louder for other bands than they did for themselves.
But that is a rant for another time.
However,
I definitely do have another component for my list of what life really is:
Life is working really hard for something and getting it.
I plan on continuing this list,
Probably for the rest of my life.
Spending a week with the Swine Flu kind of put a lot of things into perspective for me.
Actually, that's a lie.
Spending a week with the Swine Flu turned me into a complete and total psycho (hose beast).
I seriously kept myself from my phone the first days because I was mixing up times of the day,
And dreaming more often than being awake,
Which made it hard to tell what was real and what was in my head.
I kept on having dreams where I called people that I shouldn't have and yelled at them,
And I was so needy and felt terrible.
In the end it was strange but oddly comforting to realize that there definitely is a part of me that is absolutely crazy.
I'm probably never talking to a certain individual ever again.
Believe me, it is justified.
Plus, I don't think they even care.
Sincerely,
Zz