~*Fade Into You*~
-[Tonight is very melancholy. I'm not sure which way it is going to turn. The dawn is anticipated and feared greatly..but I shall be strong and swallow it down and do what must be done.
She sees him with open eyes..
Should I fear losing complete consiousness? It's just another state of sedated reality. One of which I have never ventured into, and it kind of makes me anxious.
I'm devouring my Grape Soda as well as my crunch-a-munch ball thingys...I really don't know what to describe them as.
I just watched 'The Exorcism of Emily Rose'..it wasn't disappointing as I thought it would be. Although, I certainly wouldn't have spent the bizillion dollars to see it in the theatres, that is for sure. Which is also why I waited until it came out on video. I basically saw that movie to suffice me until 'Memoirs of a Geisha' comes out on Friday. I was going to go see it tonight after dinner but then I realized it's only out in select cities at the moment, which I think is totally unfair. I guess it just makes the anticipation greater for ones not living in that lucky city. I can wait though...I know the book is always better than the movie.
I wish this 'cold' by Florida's standards anyway would subside because I think it exhausts people in the long run because us Floridians cannot put up w/ like 40/50 degree weather on a daily basis..but hell, I cannot stand the regular 80 degree weather when it isn't our weird version of winter. I guess it is beautiful to see the stars and the non-cloudyness that is rare. I remember when I was little and my dad would take me out to look through the telescope, I remember looking at a very vivid Venus and her beautiful shine. That was then...this is now. There is no more of that...Just me and my glass-covered eyes looking outside my window at the painted sky..
I feel so worn out..as if someone pushed me down a cliff and I'm still falling..My body feels lucid and almost liquidy. My temperature has been rising the past few days..maybe I'm possessed. I don't know...it could just be that very fulfilling Olive Garden dinner I had earlier..I love that place. I don't see Carabas being better..I just don't dig them as much, I suppose. Authenticness does not equal perfection in my book. I've seen the commercial of the people who started the chain...they are most definately not REAL Italians dammit, maybe by desent but definately not from the actual country. Blah..I guess I'm in one of my rambling moods.
I sometimes wonder how all my nails turn out to be formatted the same way sooner of later..The same amount of long ones and poor-bitten/broken ones that have lost the calcium battle that I constantly fight..
I'm listening to Miranda Sex Garden.
Beautiful music...if I do say so myself.
Anyway...everyone be well..and I shall write again soon.]-
She sees him with open eyes..
Should I fear losing complete consiousness? It's just another state of sedated reality. One of which I have never ventured into, and it kind of makes me anxious.
I'm devouring my Grape Soda as well as my crunch-a-munch ball thingys...I really don't know what to describe them as.
I just watched 'The Exorcism of Emily Rose'..it wasn't disappointing as I thought it would be. Although, I certainly wouldn't have spent the bizillion dollars to see it in the theatres, that is for sure. Which is also why I waited until it came out on video. I basically saw that movie to suffice me until 'Memoirs of a Geisha' comes out on Friday. I was going to go see it tonight after dinner but then I realized it's only out in select cities at the moment, which I think is totally unfair. I guess it just makes the anticipation greater for ones not living in that lucky city. I can wait though...I know the book is always better than the movie.
I wish this 'cold' by Florida's standards anyway would subside because I think it exhausts people in the long run because us Floridians cannot put up w/ like 40/50 degree weather on a daily basis..but hell, I cannot stand the regular 80 degree weather when it isn't our weird version of winter. I guess it is beautiful to see the stars and the non-cloudyness that is rare. I remember when I was little and my dad would take me out to look through the telescope, I remember looking at a very vivid Venus and her beautiful shine. That was then...this is now. There is no more of that...Just me and my glass-covered eyes looking outside my window at the painted sky..
I feel so worn out..as if someone pushed me down a cliff and I'm still falling..My body feels lucid and almost liquidy. My temperature has been rising the past few days..maybe I'm possessed. I don't know...it could just be that very fulfilling Olive Garden dinner I had earlier..I love that place. I don't see Carabas being better..I just don't dig them as much, I suppose. Authenticness does not equal perfection in my book. I've seen the commercial of the people who started the chain...they are most definately not REAL Italians dammit, maybe by desent but definately not from the actual country. Blah..I guess I'm in one of my rambling moods.
I sometimes wonder how all my nails turn out to be formatted the same way sooner of later..The same amount of long ones and poor-bitten/broken ones that have lost the calcium battle that I constantly fight..
I'm listening to Miranda Sex Garden.
Beautiful music...if I do say so myself.
Anyway...everyone be well..and I shall write again soon.]-