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Well, this last weekend was one of the best I've had in a while.
Thursday and Friday was started off by me working two morning straight, and having been called in the same Friday to work a midnight shift. Prior to going to said shift, my cousin introduces me to a friend of his, whom I found was very pretty. I had started talking to that person and got to know them a little before I left for work, which was the most boring shift I had worked in quite a while.
Saturday morning I had got up a little later in the day. Trying to shrug off the depressing feeling of the weather at that time, I decided to gather a few friends from around the I-town area and ate some Take-O-Bell (my way to spell it). After we finished, my friend Sam decided she wanted some pay back on an ex of hers, and I was to be the driver of this binge of revenge. After getting what we needed for the payback, we drove past the ex-boyfriend's house and Ham was chucked at the nice looking black Alero and all over the lawn of the guy's house. One of the funniest things I've been involved in for a few months.
The next day, which turned out to be more depressing than the day before, I went and saw Blades of Glory. The movie was great, I suggest anyone who reads this, to go and see it. After watching the movie, I was convinced to take my cousin home, and in the process was convinced into going and meeting this friend which I had been talking to the entire weekend.
After arriving at my cousin's house and moving a few things into his new house, Nicole pulled in with her Mom. When she had walked through the door, I was overcome by this strange but calming feeling. Though I did find her attractive, it wasn't the same way that it was with the other girls I've met and dated before. It was like, she was just a normal person, with a little more silence to her than most women being a very good thing for me. And so we sat and talked a little, even though we were overshadowed by everyone in the house, and got to know each other a bit more. Its so different this time, like most girls I'd be crazy about by now and thinking about every second. But I've got other things to worry than just dating and all now. I have to worry about my car which would let me hang with her, and I have other things that I myself want to take care of like finding my own place. Life has become so busy for me, I have to be a little more serious about my life than I ever have before. It kind of reminds me of a phrase I heard the other day, "Act like a grownup, without acting like a grownup".
I like this new feeling, I'm excited to see whats in store for me this summer. It may be the best summer of my life.
Well, I'm out, here are some poems that I did last night after talking to a very special person:
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies:
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens over her face:
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and over that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.
Thursday and Friday was started off by me working two morning straight, and having been called in the same Friday to work a midnight shift. Prior to going to said shift, my cousin introduces me to a friend of his, whom I found was very pretty. I had started talking to that person and got to know them a little before I left for work, which was the most boring shift I had worked in quite a while.
Saturday morning I had got up a little later in the day. Trying to shrug off the depressing feeling of the weather at that time, I decided to gather a few friends from around the I-town area and ate some Take-O-Bell (my way to spell it). After we finished, my friend Sam decided she wanted some pay back on an ex of hers, and I was to be the driver of this binge of revenge. After getting what we needed for the payback, we drove past the ex-boyfriend's house and Ham was chucked at the nice looking black Alero and all over the lawn of the guy's house. One of the funniest things I've been involved in for a few months.
The next day, which turned out to be more depressing than the day before, I went and saw Blades of Glory. The movie was great, I suggest anyone who reads this, to go and see it. After watching the movie, I was convinced to take my cousin home, and in the process was convinced into going and meeting this friend which I had been talking to the entire weekend.
After arriving at my cousin's house and moving a few things into his new house, Nicole pulled in with her Mom. When she had walked through the door, I was overcome by this strange but calming feeling. Though I did find her attractive, it wasn't the same way that it was with the other girls I've met and dated before. It was like, she was just a normal person, with a little more silence to her than most women being a very good thing for me. And so we sat and talked a little, even though we were overshadowed by everyone in the house, and got to know each other a bit more. Its so different this time, like most girls I'd be crazy about by now and thinking about every second. But I've got other things to worry than just dating and all now. I have to worry about my car which would let me hang with her, and I have other things that I myself want to take care of like finding my own place. Life has become so busy for me, I have to be a little more serious about my life than I ever have before. It kind of reminds me of a phrase I heard the other day, "Act like a grownup, without acting like a grownup".
I like this new feeling, I'm excited to see whats in store for me this summer. It may be the best summer of my life.
Well, I'm out, here are some poems that I did last night after talking to a very special person:
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies:
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens over her face:
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and over that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.