"My plan backfired. I got them together, now I can't get them apart!"
Urgh....Plans suck. It always backfires on me. I tried to push Holly in a bush, I instead tripped over that bush jumping over it, got my foot tangled in the branches and sprained my ankle. I tried to be really nice to people, so they walk all over me then ask why I'm flattened on the ground. (Nice of them to ask but still.)
Then I get Jay and Manda together and now I can't even get hold of them when I need to talk to somebody because they're always on dates. (He was at her house when I called last time. He sounded happy to see me but about thirty minutes later, in the middle of one of his stories, he had to go because Manda's brother was trying to bap the blazes out of him.)
Grrr....I feel lonely. Really, really, really lonely. And it sucks too because no matter who I talk to, it never gets better. I bet someone that's close to me died and I just don't know it and that's why this day and all the days before it have been living heck for me and my stupid emotions. That or maybe it's because it's nearly Christmas and as Erica said so cheerfully to me, "No one likes to be alone on Christmas. Maybe I should pair you up with one of my guy friends."
To which I blinked and said it would be too awkward so thanks but no thanks.
I prefer to know a guy longer than three weeks before I go out with him. A year would be nice. A year of being friends and then try going out or something. Except my plan would probably back fire there too. Lol.
In anycase, I wrote a poem a long time ago that I shared with Ron (she gets the first glimpses of all my poetry usually.) Mind you, it's not October but whatever.
Lonely October
With its dreams written in frost
On my windowsill
I want to tear you off the calendar
So cold
So out there
Let me meet you for once
Maybe you’d stop being so frosty to me
Lonely October
Breathing down my neck
When I step too far to the edge
Ready to pull me back should I fall down
I screamed once of your nights
And you simply kissed my lips with leaves
What a tangled romance we claim to have
When no one’s looking our mangled way
Lonely October
The days so colorful around you
Why does everyone leave you
For Holly and bathing suits and Spring?
When you’re so beautiful
Its hard to walk not run
Always to fun to play in
When you’re lonely
Like a
Lonely October
Note that normally it's deathly cold in October where I live so hence the frost. I remember one Halloween where no one could see my costume because I was bundled up in all the coats we could find to keep me warm. ("I can't put my arms down!"--A Christmas Story (best movie, ever, when you first see it. By the seventeenth time the novelty wears off though.)) I was a lion that year too. I had a mane and paws covering my hands and everything, drat it, and it was covered by stupid winter coats.
Then I get Jay and Manda together and now I can't even get hold of them when I need to talk to somebody because they're always on dates. (He was at her house when I called last time. He sounded happy to see me but about thirty minutes later, in the middle of one of his stories, he had to go because Manda's brother was trying to bap the blazes out of him.)
Grrr....I feel lonely. Really, really, really lonely. And it sucks too because no matter who I talk to, it never gets better. I bet someone that's close to me died and I just don't know it and that's why this day and all the days before it have been living heck for me and my stupid emotions. That or maybe it's because it's nearly Christmas and as Erica said so cheerfully to me, "No one likes to be alone on Christmas. Maybe I should pair you up with one of my guy friends."
To which I blinked and said it would be too awkward so thanks but no thanks.
I prefer to know a guy longer than three weeks before I go out with him. A year would be nice. A year of being friends and then try going out or something. Except my plan would probably back fire there too. Lol.
In anycase, I wrote a poem a long time ago that I shared with Ron (she gets the first glimpses of all my poetry usually.) Mind you, it's not October but whatever.
Lonely October
With its dreams written in frost
On my windowsill
I want to tear you off the calendar
So cold
So out there
Let me meet you for once
Maybe you’d stop being so frosty to me
Lonely October
Breathing down my neck
When I step too far to the edge
Ready to pull me back should I fall down
I screamed once of your nights
And you simply kissed my lips with leaves
What a tangled romance we claim to have
When no one’s looking our mangled way
Lonely October
The days so colorful around you
Why does everyone leave you
For Holly and bathing suits and Spring?
When you’re so beautiful
Its hard to walk not run
Always to fun to play in
When you’re lonely
Like a
Lonely October
Note that normally it's deathly cold in October where I live so hence the frost. I remember one Halloween where no one could see my costume because I was bundled up in all the coats we could find to keep me warm. ("I can't put my arms down!"--A Christmas Story (best movie, ever, when you first see it. By the seventeenth time the novelty wears off though.)) I was a lion that year too. I had a mane and paws covering my hands and everything, drat it, and it was covered by stupid winter coats.