hodge podge and brick a brack
i know, i know, i should have been in bed hours ago, but it is one of those nights where you just have to get something done before you can be satisfied and go to bed. I am not tired. but I am. I just went and re-read practically all of my lj posts i made in this new account, up and running since the beginning of last school year *sighs with happy remeniscing* aah humanities, aah friends i love and still talk to(thank goodness) aah silliness and complete confusion. I have been through so much in the last year and some, it is incredible so much goes on in one persons life ever, I am just amazed.
I was unsure of where things were with me and JP, who i liked and was interested in as more than a friend. i knew there was no good trying to go farther with it though, cause he had no interest as far as i could tell. THEN i met geoff. and for about a week took time being unsure and telling myself it wasnt love. thne, people said it for me. pointed at the facts. said, "hey, look, its TRUE!!" and oh man were they right. The posts since then have been filled with love, carefree joy with some shine of sanity still there, a few conflicts with things in general, and what life has none?
but...i did my research. i checked the charts and graphs, watched the movies and checked the citations. it is true. i can, and do, actually love someone my age. and not even that, someone younger than me! someone as mature and immature as me. someone who stands beside me as my equal and is there for me as much as i am there for him. who needs me as i need him. who is not selfish, who is loving and kind. who is considerate of the fact that i have asthma and cant stand cigarette smoke (asks people to stop or suggests we move before i do anything.)
Sometimes its the little things, you know? But hey, sometimes its the big things too, like helping me make it through these alst two weeks and even recover my appetite and stability when i was losing it over my sister. like calling me all the time and not expecting that i would be calling back, for a whole school year and a summer. For saying that even though the thought of breaking up was something he had highly considered because school this year would be too tough to live apart, going back and saying that living without eachother at all would be even worse. For loving me. My cat loving him.
I miss my cat. I wish I had him here at school with me. I would pet him and hug him and cry into his fur if i needed, that is how important he is to me. I dont have my teddy bear any more even, I took it to kristin when i visited her in the hospital, and now i have nothing. I mean, i can hug lil, and i do, but i want something that purrs...or at least doesnt do kung fu moves on me >.< *laughs*
I am surviving college, and things are going well, much better than expected. Things are well at home with the folks aside from the previously mentioned events, and things with my relationship are going well too. We seem to be moving forward, or at least consistantly in the same direction, and we have a high level of communication and understand between us that is unwavering in its importnace in our daily lives. We. Rock. His family rocks. and they like me, which is nice. I wish i could say my folks liked geoff. i think my mom would if she would let go of her silly prejudices and the reins of being dads wife. it is just a role she is so used to filling. she hates confrontation and critical debate that i so dearly love and cling to as my favored means of intelligent communication, so it is hard to work with her. we argue more than i would like. but i think we uunderstand eachother. its all good. dad and i have never been closer. my sister and i..same goes for us. my cat...still purrs when i pick him up immediately, the others have to pet him for a minute to get him going still, so I feel reassured that he still considers me his mama. Gigi...ignores me/tolerates me/fights with me/runs from me/loves me as per usual. no fear. pepper (lils dog) still enjoys playing with me and loves me, so I am happy.
Life is going pretty well on the whole i guess. I got signed up for some new classes a few days ago, last thursday i believe. I had an amazing time camping, as you can tell. Geoffs b-day is coming up, and i wanna party. i amgonna do something different and new with myhair. visit me some time, or look at my myspace after the weekend of the fourteenth, i will have pictures there for sure.
we might get a puppy.
new school for k2.
new bf as well? good luck ok that sweets!!
oh, speaking of...i want my jelly beans! when are they gonna get here?
aaannnnndd....thats a wrap!
g'night folks, i am out like a light, or out like a trout, or off like the proverbial prom dress, or going to BED!
bye!
~Kim/burly/button/DHS alumnus/GVSU college student/cashiere at meijer garden center(on student leave)/junior mints
Hunter of the Savage Garden
Lover of Geoff <-- for real!!!!
collecter of kitties
keeper of all things small and pumpkin-shaped
and a herring
I was unsure of where things were with me and JP, who i liked and was interested in as more than a friend. i knew there was no good trying to go farther with it though, cause he had no interest as far as i could tell. THEN i met geoff. and for about a week took time being unsure and telling myself it wasnt love. thne, people said it for me. pointed at the facts. said, "hey, look, its TRUE!!" and oh man were they right. The posts since then have been filled with love, carefree joy with some shine of sanity still there, a few conflicts with things in general, and what life has none?
but...i did my research. i checked the charts and graphs, watched the movies and checked the citations. it is true. i can, and do, actually love someone my age. and not even that, someone younger than me! someone as mature and immature as me. someone who stands beside me as my equal and is there for me as much as i am there for him. who needs me as i need him. who is not selfish, who is loving and kind. who is considerate of the fact that i have asthma and cant stand cigarette smoke (asks people to stop or suggests we move before i do anything.)
Sometimes its the little things, you know? But hey, sometimes its the big things too, like helping me make it through these alst two weeks and even recover my appetite and stability when i was losing it over my sister. like calling me all the time and not expecting that i would be calling back, for a whole school year and a summer. For saying that even though the thought of breaking up was something he had highly considered because school this year would be too tough to live apart, going back and saying that living without eachother at all would be even worse. For loving me. My cat loving him.
I miss my cat. I wish I had him here at school with me. I would pet him and hug him and cry into his fur if i needed, that is how important he is to me. I dont have my teddy bear any more even, I took it to kristin when i visited her in the hospital, and now i have nothing. I mean, i can hug lil, and i do, but i want something that purrs...or at least doesnt do kung fu moves on me >.< *laughs*
I am surviving college, and things are going well, much better than expected. Things are well at home with the folks aside from the previously mentioned events, and things with my relationship are going well too. We seem to be moving forward, or at least consistantly in the same direction, and we have a high level of communication and understand between us that is unwavering in its importnace in our daily lives. We. Rock. His family rocks. and they like me, which is nice. I wish i could say my folks liked geoff. i think my mom would if she would let go of her silly prejudices and the reins of being dads wife. it is just a role she is so used to filling. she hates confrontation and critical debate that i so dearly love and cling to as my favored means of intelligent communication, so it is hard to work with her. we argue more than i would like. but i think we uunderstand eachother. its all good. dad and i have never been closer. my sister and i..same goes for us. my cat...still purrs when i pick him up immediately, the others have to pet him for a minute to get him going still, so I feel reassured that he still considers me his mama. Gigi...ignores me/tolerates me/fights with me/runs from me/loves me as per usual. no fear. pepper (lils dog) still enjoys playing with me and loves me, so I am happy.
Life is going pretty well on the whole i guess. I got signed up for some new classes a few days ago, last thursday i believe. I had an amazing time camping, as you can tell. Geoffs b-day is coming up, and i wanna party. i amgonna do something different and new with myhair. visit me some time, or look at my myspace after the weekend of the fourteenth, i will have pictures there for sure.
we might get a puppy.
new school for k2.
new bf as well? good luck ok that sweets!!
oh, speaking of...i want my jelly beans! when are they gonna get here?
aaannnnndd....thats a wrap!
g'night folks, i am out like a light, or out like a trout, or off like the proverbial prom dress, or going to BED!
bye!
~Kim/burly/button/DHS alumnus/GVSU college student/cashiere at meijer garden center(on student leave)/junior mints
Hunter of the Savage Garden
Lover of Geoff <-- for real!!!!
collecter of kitties
keeper of all things small and pumpkin-shaped
and a herring