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Dec 24, 2006 16:45

Really it's been a while since I've talked to anyone. You, dearest, I do not remember your name. Alejandro has been cold and weak, and lonely.

My throat no longer burns and my stomach is strong enough.

How can you not call..?
I'm just another talker, acting none. These paintings, they will never be finished. This body will never be shaped. These grades will never be good enough. This music, these photos, this desire, it's all for nothing and everything all at once. C'est la vie.

Speaking of, I will hopefully be taking French next semester although I do not have my French book still. It's possible that someone will loan me theirs. Or let me have it. For cheap. I've got convo and comp and I'm really hoping to get into something else as well, but I don't know where to go next. I should look these things up. I'm sorry music, but I don't know that I will be seeing so much of you next semester. Another time, perhaps.

No sometimes I just must make things a big deal because things become so stale. My fingernails are long and they are a tad difficult to type with. It's interesting. And how those ladies at the bank always pound on the keys of the keyboard. Why do they do that?

Soon everything will be automated. I realized how stupid and knowledge-less I am recently. But that's alright. I've got plenty of time to learn things if I so desire. At least I know the difference between you're and your and I know how to spell definitely. There isn't an A. Nor is there one in my theory class, damn you doctor.

Will be working again soon. This and that, money. Money this and that. You know.
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