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So "weeks" worth of study found their culmination today. I feel pretty damn good about how I did in the final today; I predict 80% if not better, which is more than enough for me to pass the course. (Yes a little voice in my head is saying not to get cocky and count the chickens before they hatch, but sometimes you just know.)
Had an absolute blast on Friday night at the White Party. I have never seen so many goths in all white before!!
While Avery had a nap I was playing solitaire, which always let's my mind wander and I was thinking back 6 years (oh gods was it that long ago?)when Christie and Katie and I went to Vancouver for a weekend of girlie goodness. We shopped and we drank, and I was dubbed Princess Vespa for having WAY too much luggage. (Though I carried it all myself)
I remember dancing at Sanctuary. We'd all gone, but the girls weren't quite into the scene so they left early. After they left I made a point of dancing to every song; no sitting alone for me. I remember one boy who'd dance close to you , but if you made eye contact he would leave and dance by another girl. There was another boy who did make eye contact but either was too shy to approach or wasn't all that into me.
I remember that as soon as the lights went up I left the dance floor and got my coat from the coat check. I sailed down the stairs and into the first taxi I saw. Something made me turn my head as we pulled away and I saw the second boy as he left the stairwell; looking up and down the street. For me? I guess I was interesting after all. I do regret never having met him, but the whole night, and especially the end, made me feel like Cinderella.
Do you ever feel like things slip away?
I sometimes feel like a failure as a goth, now that I am forced into "weekend gotherey"
I only hope that the sacrifices I am making will allow me to shape my world into the one I want to see. The house and garden in my mind make me sigh and grin and put on my "normal" trousers and go to work.
Had an absolute blast on Friday night at the White Party. I have never seen so many goths in all white before!!
While Avery had a nap I was playing solitaire, which always let's my mind wander and I was thinking back 6 years (oh gods was it that long ago?)when Christie and Katie and I went to Vancouver for a weekend of girlie goodness. We shopped and we drank, and I was dubbed Princess Vespa for having WAY too much luggage. (Though I carried it all myself)
I remember dancing at Sanctuary. We'd all gone, but the girls weren't quite into the scene so they left early. After they left I made a point of dancing to every song; no sitting alone for me. I remember one boy who'd dance close to you , but if you made eye contact he would leave and dance by another girl. There was another boy who did make eye contact but either was too shy to approach or wasn't all that into me.
I remember that as soon as the lights went up I left the dance floor and got my coat from the coat check. I sailed down the stairs and into the first taxi I saw. Something made me turn my head as we pulled away and I saw the second boy as he left the stairwell; looking up and down the street. For me? I guess I was interesting after all. I do regret never having met him, but the whole night, and especially the end, made me feel like Cinderella.
Do you ever feel like things slip away?
I sometimes feel like a failure as a goth, now that I am forced into "weekend gotherey"
I only hope that the sacrifices I am making will allow me to shape my world into the one I want to see. The house and garden in my mind make me sigh and grin and put on my "normal" trousers and go to work.