You would Kill for this
This was a strange day. I woke up early to go to the German mass on campus. That was great, because I haven't heard german like that since WYD. After talking to a few older people from the mass at the reception, I went back to the chapel for the 11:45 mass. It was great to hear what was just in german in english. I then went to brunch, and when I got back to my room, the odd thigs started. First, I got a call from Amanda, about the time that I was getting out of mass. She said that she wanted to pick me up at 1:30, and that I should call her back on Dom's cell, as hers wasn't working. So I called her right away, at 1:05, but Dom never checked his phone I guess. I tried calling back every few minutes, and also trying to see if she was coming. Eventually I tried her house, but the line was busy. So I checked my email and AIM, to see if she had been on, and when I got back, she had left me another message, saying that she wanted to pick me up and to call her back again. So I got a hold of her, and she came. The ride to her house was pretty quiet, and when I asked her what was wrong, she said nothing. The whole day went from having a great time, to getting the feeling that something was wrong. As we were driving back from the Fatima Shrine, I was sitting next to her in the back seat, and I put my arm around her. That was about the time that she got quiet, just like after RENT when I had my arm around her. Again I asked her if something was bothering her, but she just shook her head.
This is all confusing me. Am I doing something wrong? Is she just a bit nervous about being so close to someone due to something that happend to her? Or am I just thinking too much?
Some song lyrics that cant do enough justice to my whirlwind mind right now:
The Tension and The Terror:
all the tension and the terror...all the possibilit and promise just weighs on me so heavily.
Existentialism on Prom Night:
Sing me something soft-sad and delicate- or loud and out of key-sing me anything.
The Perfect Ending:
but when ou start to pick it apart it gets so depressing
Oh, and on top of all of this mental beating, I have 4 pages of a five-page paper to finish by tomorrow...I think I need to go to another mass, three just hasn't been enough for today...
This is all confusing me. Am I doing something wrong? Is she just a bit nervous about being so close to someone due to something that happend to her? Or am I just thinking too much?
Some song lyrics that cant do enough justice to my whirlwind mind right now:
The Tension and The Terror:
all the tension and the terror...all the possibilit and promise just weighs on me so heavily.
Existentialism on Prom Night:
Sing me something soft-sad and delicate- or loud and out of key-sing me anything.
The Perfect Ending:
but when ou start to pick it apart it gets so depressing
Oh, and on top of all of this mental beating, I have 4 pages of a five-page paper to finish by tomorrow...I think I need to go to another mass, three just hasn't been enough for today...