being alive (I accidently wrote alice, but I guess that would fit too)
I'm still alive...
I'm moving though, and I didn't set up an internet connection yet, so I can't really go online except for when I visit people.
I'll set up a connection soon, I just need money first!
I got a job. A pretty nice one actually! I think... Well, I'll see what it's like once I start, but at least I'll be making some money, right... ^-^
I just finished reading a book and sometimes doing that makes me realize that there're so many things with my life that I could have done. Only, I didn't do them and it feels like it's too late. Maybe it's not, but it gets later and later ....
I wanted to become a teacher, or a journalist, or a writer. Or maybe I should have went to university. Or studied more languages or learned about.. something.. I don't know... *sigh*
Anyway, I just meant to say that I'm still alive and still using LJ and all that jazz...
I just don't have a connection rigth now.
Also, I finished Bloody Monday *rolls over* Yeah.... ^^;;;;;
Right now I'm at Rikke's place, but she's sleeping. Yesterday we watched some movies and stuff.. Ate food XD
We watched the Incredibles =D
Also, we're watching the OC on dvd because.. we can.. and because.. Seth is... i don't know, let me just say it - hilarious?! His sarcasm just goes straight to my, well, heart =3 I could have said my biceps, but I dont really get that part, so whatevs.. o.Ô
I'll go to my parents late tonight.
Its my brother's b-day, but mostly I just wanna use the PS3 and the PS2 cause I'm having really bad withdrawal symptoms. I just don't think it's okay, I mean, it's like my hands are shaking and stuff...
I'm sorry to myself
For smiling when my strife was all too obvious.
For being so disassociated from my body
For hearing all my doubts so selectively
For beating myself up and overfunctioning
For my self-love being so embarassingly conditional.
For denying myself to somehow make us compatible
For blaming myself for your unhappiness
For ignoring all the signs that I was not ready,
For expecting myself to be where you wanted me to be
and for trying to fit a rectangle into a hole