an everyday analogy?
at the present time the round grill in new brunswick is without a doubt my favorite eatery. since i'd lost my grill virginity, each experience had progressively gotten better. and thus was the pattern - until monday.
as i was garnishing my mongolian feast with the usual (lime juice, sesame seeds and my personal favorite - peanuts) i noticed something. and i'll try to put this into the simplest SAT format i know. PEANUTS : ROUND GRILL // ally shwed : high school. that's right, folks - no peanuts!
but don't worry this didn't do too much damage to me. no, not at all. it only wrecked my entire President's Day Round Grill Celebration. and so - i didn't really eat my meal. instead i got it wrapped up. that way i could bring my mongolian barbeque home and perhaps toss some Planters into it. or at least that was my plan. unfortunately, i left my chinese food carton at the Grill. damn.
but anyway - my point:
the destructive event which took place on monday was like a metaphor for the past few months of my life. or maybe it was only foreshadowing the events to follow. all i know is that every round grill experience i expect to be great. i can imagine myself sitting at the table with my friends: chopsticks in hand, picking up a peanut. but without the peanuts - all is lost. the meal means nothing. it's really lacking something.
and well, i hate to say it - but every minute i spend with you - it's the same way. i always get so excited. i build up the moment. sometimes i find myself constructing these little scenes in my mind - that i tell you everything on my mind. how i've been feeling for the months that have passed. and i always get a great reaction. you know, you take me in your arms, and kiss me. or you just realize that i am a pretty good gal, and that perhaps i would be good for you... but then we actually hang out. and i realize that this entire scenario was only in my imagination. that i can't tell you everything because i can't even get passed a simple hello. and so, all is lost. the action in my mind means nothing... or at least it doesn't because i can't act upon it. but god, i wish i could. (sometimes i even find myself wishing you read this. that way you would know what i'm thinking. then again there's the possibility you do, but you just don't care. or maybe you're scared of my honesty. and you'd rather forget it all.)
that evening i was watching Everwood. one of the lines of the show was "sometimes you just have to play a person out of your system." well, baby, name the tune or the game. what is it gonna take? i have no idea. but mario 3 and frisbee are both out of the question.
"i cannot stand these talks, dear. they only get us nowhere." - bright eyes.
as i was garnishing my mongolian feast with the usual (lime juice, sesame seeds and my personal favorite - peanuts) i noticed something. and i'll try to put this into the simplest SAT format i know. PEANUTS : ROUND GRILL // ally shwed : high school. that's right, folks - no peanuts!
but don't worry this didn't do too much damage to me. no, not at all. it only wrecked my entire President's Day Round Grill Celebration. and so - i didn't really eat my meal. instead i got it wrapped up. that way i could bring my mongolian barbeque home and perhaps toss some Planters into it. or at least that was my plan. unfortunately, i left my chinese food carton at the Grill. damn.
but anyway - my point:
the destructive event which took place on monday was like a metaphor for the past few months of my life. or maybe it was only foreshadowing the events to follow. all i know is that every round grill experience i expect to be great. i can imagine myself sitting at the table with my friends: chopsticks in hand, picking up a peanut. but without the peanuts - all is lost. the meal means nothing. it's really lacking something.
and well, i hate to say it - but every minute i spend with you - it's the same way. i always get so excited. i build up the moment. sometimes i find myself constructing these little scenes in my mind - that i tell you everything on my mind. how i've been feeling for the months that have passed. and i always get a great reaction. you know, you take me in your arms, and kiss me. or you just realize that i am a pretty good gal, and that perhaps i would be good for you... but then we actually hang out. and i realize that this entire scenario was only in my imagination. that i can't tell you everything because i can't even get passed a simple hello. and so, all is lost. the action in my mind means nothing... or at least it doesn't because i can't act upon it. but god, i wish i could. (sometimes i even find myself wishing you read this. that way you would know what i'm thinking. then again there's the possibility you do, but you just don't care. or maybe you're scared of my honesty. and you'd rather forget it all.)
that evening i was watching Everwood. one of the lines of the show was "sometimes you just have to play a person out of your system." well, baby, name the tune or the game. what is it gonna take? i have no idea. but mario 3 and frisbee are both out of the question.
"i cannot stand these talks, dear. they only get us nowhere." - bright eyes.