Jan 21, 2006 00:51
Weekends are always good, and even better is the feeling of complete content...just sitting all night and watching tv/movies with my favorites everrr. I don't think I care if this weekend is wild or not, it doesn't feel like it's my birthday so it doesn't really matter I suppose. I think spending it with my family is perfect, no complaints from picky, fussy, brat-of-a-girl Nicole :).
There's probably something wrong with my brain, I act on impulse too often and don't think about the long term effects and usually consequences I'll create for myself and more importantly other(s). Maybe someday I'll learn never to blow my cover before I know what I REALLY want. I think it'd save everyone a little time, and piece of mind. So as of now, there is nothing with anything. I don't care what I may decide for that day, hour, or even couple of minutes, because it doesn't really matter. I know it's not what I REALLY want, for more than that minute, hour, or day...or whatever amount of time. So now that I've distinguished my fickle wants from my needs, I just need to get better at NOT saying a word...until either it dies and for once DOESN'T create a problem, or I know what I want. Easier said than done? I hope not, for my sake AND for whoever else's...if I had to deal with me, I'd go insane.
welllllll no one will ever grip the meaning of that, so sorry. That was just a little venting session...that probably will become irrelevant and make no sense to me when I wake up tomorrow. ehh whatever.
I don't know what I want anymore. Confusing slash unsolvable? I think yes.
"i hate your way
i don't care what you say
i hate your way
i don't care and i'm only half there
so i don't care
they can cut me down
'til i'm the talk of the town;
i'm a fool for you.
had to sell my soul
but you were so rock and roll
i'm a fool for you.
i hate your way
a little more every day
i hate your way
a little more
and i could leave, but what for
they can cut me down
'til i'm the talk of the town;
i'm a fool for you.
had to sell my soul
but you were so rock and roll
i'm a fool for you.
and it's wicked to be so stupid
man it's stupid to be so dumb
i'm getting crooked
i can feel it
i can feel it in my bones"
mm good song in about 2462523523 different ways, shapes, and forms.