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I have never been so unenthused in my life about things, yet at the same time still relatively happy. Showcase and my birthday are two things that I'm SO not looking forward to. The show's driving me up the wall, and as for my birthday, well people who should be there (in my mind) will not, which is totally fine, but as it is I miss them so them not being there for my birthday will suck (YES MY LUGS, I MEAN YOU!) On top of that, I am worried about specific people in my life with a MASSIVE amount going on in their lives, and being people that I care about, I worry about them eventhough they're worried about me. Circle of life anyone??
Oh, tonight, two HUGE flashing signs of awkwardness!!!!!
1. A certain someone's drunken ramblings which got a tiny bit out of hand and just....yea... TOTALLY entertaining, but it was awkward for a few.... Still luv him to bits though!
2. So I realized the true colors of a few people over the past month, and being in a room with them, one who was totally fake and the other completely in her own little world and not talking to anyone and not even mentally there, yea! It wasn't so awkward for me, but it was a tiny bit tense. I ended up making myself ice cream and then leaving...hehehehe-strawberry ice cream!!!
I leave this post with a poem that is quoted by Gene Wilder...
ODE -Authur O'Shaughnessy (1844-1881)
We are the music-makers
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the World for ever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.
We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
So beautiful, so true, so moving....God I love Gene Wilder!! (Mad props to Redux for finding this the other night BTW!)
Oh, tonight, two HUGE flashing signs of awkwardness!!!!!
1. A certain someone's drunken ramblings which got a tiny bit out of hand and just....yea... TOTALLY entertaining, but it was awkward for a few.... Still luv him to bits though!
2. So I realized the true colors of a few people over the past month, and being in a room with them, one who was totally fake and the other completely in her own little world and not talking to anyone and not even mentally there, yea! It wasn't so awkward for me, but it was a tiny bit tense. I ended up making myself ice cream and then leaving...hehehehe-strawberry ice cream!!!
I leave this post with a poem that is quoted by Gene Wilder...
ODE -Authur O'Shaughnessy (1844-1881)
We are the music-makers
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the World for ever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.
We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
So beautiful, so true, so moving....God I love Gene Wilder!! (Mad props to Redux for finding this the other night BTW!)