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I am amused at my life lately.
One year ago I would not have expected this.
Two years ago I would not have dreamt it.
Three years ago...I was too busy burying knives into my eyes to care.
Mmmm. Dramatic. I love the way words taste. Especially the drama-licious ones.
I have a party to go to on Saturday. A graduation party. A party filled with high school friends. Will it be awkward? Will there be beer? Will it be beer I actually drink? Maybe, Yes, and Probably Not. I'll have to explain how I am single, why I am single, why I'm going to be single for a long while I suspect, and why I'm cool with this. Or maybe I will make something up, claim that I've a lover from London who visits me once a month for a weekend of extravagance and sex. I will wear a shirt with something amusing on it and a pair of old jeans. I will leave my jewelery and the meaning behind it in the cup holder of the car. I will spend the evening avoiding questions about my life, my incredibly amazing extraordinary sexy amusing life. I will probably talk a lot about video games. This is me. This is me in high school, very odd, very awkward, very withdrawn and yet completely open and fun and free. A lot has changed, and damn right it has. Thank the Cosmos it has. Now...how do I hide this factoid? Or do I?
I think I don't. I think I hide nothing...and roll with the bunches.
Should be interesting!
One year ago I would not have expected this.
Two years ago I would not have dreamt it.
Three years ago...I was too busy burying knives into my eyes to care.
Mmmm. Dramatic. I love the way words taste. Especially the drama-licious ones.
I have a party to go to on Saturday. A graduation party. A party filled with high school friends. Will it be awkward? Will there be beer? Will it be beer I actually drink? Maybe, Yes, and Probably Not. I'll have to explain how I am single, why I am single, why I'm going to be single for a long while I suspect, and why I'm cool with this. Or maybe I will make something up, claim that I've a lover from London who visits me once a month for a weekend of extravagance and sex. I will wear a shirt with something amusing on it and a pair of old jeans. I will leave my jewelery and the meaning behind it in the cup holder of the car. I will spend the evening avoiding questions about my life, my incredibly amazing extraordinary sexy amusing life. I will probably talk a lot about video games. This is me. This is me in high school, very odd, very awkward, very withdrawn and yet completely open and fun and free. A lot has changed, and damn right it has. Thank the Cosmos it has. Now...how do I hide this factoid? Or do I?
I think I don't. I think I hide nothing...and roll with the bunches.
Should be interesting!