With words that defied all our social gestures...
I was on my way to bed, all cozy under layer of blankets, listening to my ipod, and that urge to write just jump-started my mind. It's kind of nice to have that little switch to get me going. I wish it went off more often.
My twenty-first birthday was on Thursday. I've been sick with bronchitis since Thanksgiving, so by the time I was driving back up here, I didn't have any wish to drink or do anything.
I got back to my room by ten in the morning to find balloons tied to my chair and a card on my desk surrounded my several little bottles of alcohol. I love my friends. Later on they made me dinner and cup cakes. I don't think I've ever appreciated having a close knit group before until now. It's nice to know that they know me well enough to choose my favorite liquors and realize how much things like that touch me.
We plan on going out on Monday and Thursday of next week. Now that I'm done with medications and doctor's appointments, I want to go all out. I haven't done that in a while. I tend to avoid it, with so many secrets in my head and the tendency to voice them when drunk, but the last time I did that, I was in high school. Hopefully that fell away from my personality.
The first snow hit today. It started around eleven this morning and just ended around twelve. It stuck, and now all of the trees are covered with it. Smoking while looking up at them, the moon obscured by gauzy clouds, it just takes your breath away.
Boys are curious beings when they want to be. A guy I see every time I'm out at this time of the night was there. He used to talk to me, but now that he has a girlfriend, he smokes with his back to me. What is it with guys with girlfriends? I hope that whichever lucky guy gets me as a girlfriend doesn't think they need to be antisocial to other girls.
I don't want someone that whipped or afraid of what I would think. I want him to take a chance and talk to the random girl. She might actually have something to say that's worth listening to.
My twenty-first birthday was on Thursday. I've been sick with bronchitis since Thanksgiving, so by the time I was driving back up here, I didn't have any wish to drink or do anything.
I got back to my room by ten in the morning to find balloons tied to my chair and a card on my desk surrounded my several little bottles of alcohol. I love my friends. Later on they made me dinner and cup cakes. I don't think I've ever appreciated having a close knit group before until now. It's nice to know that they know me well enough to choose my favorite liquors and realize how much things like that touch me.
We plan on going out on Monday and Thursday of next week. Now that I'm done with medications and doctor's appointments, I want to go all out. I haven't done that in a while. I tend to avoid it, with so many secrets in my head and the tendency to voice them when drunk, but the last time I did that, I was in high school. Hopefully that fell away from my personality.
The first snow hit today. It started around eleven this morning and just ended around twelve. It stuck, and now all of the trees are covered with it. Smoking while looking up at them, the moon obscured by gauzy clouds, it just takes your breath away.
Boys are curious beings when they want to be. A guy I see every time I'm out at this time of the night was there. He used to talk to me, but now that he has a girlfriend, he smokes with his back to me. What is it with guys with girlfriends? I hope that whichever lucky guy gets me as a girlfriend doesn't think they need to be antisocial to other girls.
I don't want someone that whipped or afraid of what I would think. I want him to take a chance and talk to the random girl. She might actually have something to say that's worth listening to.