Aargh
Pirates of the Carribean was awesome. I dressed up like a pirate and there were about a dozen others that did in the theatre. The person I wanted most to be there didn't come.
I drove home and it took me longer than usual. I didn't speed like i normally do and I hit every stop light on the way home. home...it was so dark walking inside, i usually turn a lot of lights on as i walk through the house but who'd mess with a pirate right? it's funny the things people do and say when they're mad. everyone wants to be the victim and prove the other wrong. fighting always ends one way or another. i hope it ends the way that it always does. we each acknowledge why the other is mad and both try to make it better. i feel like this place isn't much of my home anymore. i sleep, eat, and have people that love me here, but there's always that need to work for love and i find i have my hands full. sometimes you mess up b/c you care so much about someone and mistakes are made. but if the love is real then hopefully you get stronger as it goes on. when things get rough it's hard to remember the real things that matter, the good times, and the love shared. but realizing it is a great feeling and steady as it goes.
i learned many songs this morning that i printed off the net. mostly john lennon, eva cassidy, and louis armstrong. there's this one song i get particular, she loves it, thought i'd play it for her. but it's hard to carry a piano around so i'll have to wait for the right time. Guess
I drove home and it took me longer than usual. I didn't speed like i normally do and I hit every stop light on the way home. home...it was so dark walking inside, i usually turn a lot of lights on as i walk through the house but who'd mess with a pirate right? it's funny the things people do and say when they're mad. everyone wants to be the victim and prove the other wrong. fighting always ends one way or another. i hope it ends the way that it always does. we each acknowledge why the other is mad and both try to make it better. i feel like this place isn't much of my home anymore. i sleep, eat, and have people that love me here, but there's always that need to work for love and i find i have my hands full. sometimes you mess up b/c you care so much about someone and mistakes are made. but if the love is real then hopefully you get stronger as it goes on. when things get rough it's hard to remember the real things that matter, the good times, and the love shared. but realizing it is a great feeling and steady as it goes.
i learned many songs this morning that i printed off the net. mostly john lennon, eva cassidy, and louis armstrong. there's this one song i get particular, she loves it, thought i'd play it for her. but it's hard to carry a piano around so i'll have to wait for the right time. Guess