Dec 12, 2003 05:58
.[x].Life is too simple for words, you know. We all go around and have something to say about weather it be good or bad but its too simple its not complex at all. We may think it is but that's only because we let our problems haunt us. In which we dwell over it, and can't see anything as easy street. I heard a soft wind this morning before I went to bed. The sun was rising alls I could see were the leaves brushing the sidewalk, it gave me a haunting feeling. The sky seemed to be pink which some how handed its hues over to everything else. And then there was color. I only wish that it was like the sun in Flagstaff. Flagstaff is always dull during winter, shades of grey, white, brown. Until the sun decides to come out and say hello. Anyway, last night was okay nothing really happened, well nothing big. Everyone got up and sang karioke while taking pictures with Santa while I was placed in the corner. the people passing would give me a soft hello or a loud how are you like they cared. I didn't know half the people, but there were familiar faces.[x].
._.My mother keeps calling I don't know if its because the holidays are near or shes craving something. I talked to her when I was half asleep because my dad wakes me up when ever the phone for me. I don't remember the conversation at all. My head was too clouded. I ended up asking Mandi about it, supposedly we're having brunch on the 22nd. I feel so busy, tomorrow is going to be a busy day I mine as well pull an all night so I go to bed early tonight. I'm going out with my Mentor tomorrow, I want to get her something. I've been working on this note for her because we've been through so much over three years. I consider her my guardian angel. I've never really had a friendship that lasted that long. I've always been moved from place to place hoping to find some stability, or a place I could simply call home. A room I could feel comfortable with, without having these fears of a shadow chasing after me._.
.-.I believe this is possibly the longest journal entry I've written. I'm quite content with myself for not getting upset over this guy that I had strong feelings for in the past who ended up making out with my best friend. He acted slick like I had no idea what was going on. I'm not stupid when it comes to that stuff. Everyone around me tells me I'm an intelligent person. I sometimes doubt that for my long line of blonde moments. The quote "My life is one big blonde moment." Anyway I got bored of witting because I ran out of stuff to say. I guess I'll write more about my productive day.-.
[.Skizzer.]
[.Emma.]