I'm back.
Hello all. I've rediscovered my lj. :)
I'm going to start with a bit of a heavy post however, so I apologise in advance. The good thing is that no-one will read this unless I tell them to anyway. :P
So here it is. For some of you this may be a side of me you've not seen before. Generally, if I'm acting crazy(er than normal perhaps (we'll ignore that little comparitive error ;))) it means something's wrong and I'm inadvertantly covering it up.
Not always something terribly important, I might add. Today, it feels like it is. You may disagree. If, indeed, you exist at all.
Luke came back on Saturday. For this I am glad. I do miss him, however much I may say or act otherwise.
First let me state this: I fear change.
I find it malicious and cruel and rarely does it bring anything good.
Making sense so far? No? Good, ;) I know, it just seems like random exclamations that don't really fit together. Give me time.
Luke returned home and I was reminded of Chunderyears. This I came to visit recently in order to find the The End video on front page. Beautifully done, I might add. The music is spot on. I downloaded it in fact. I listen to it regularly now :)
But this video has made me think a lot about a lot of things. Friendships (Both mine and Lukes) and time.
Luke would often have his friends over to stay and sit and be mellow, or play Risk, or drink...
Now, however, he's at Uni.
(It would appear I've taken the roundabout route to what I want to say.)
Basically, I recently noticed that Luke and his friends will never be like they were. Things have changed. This upset me.
Fuck. I can't continue now. It'll take too long. I'm too tired. I'm off to bed. (Technically, off to sleep. I'm *in* bed.)
I'll continue it tomorrow. It'll make a point then, I promise.
G'night.
I'm going to start with a bit of a heavy post however, so I apologise in advance. The good thing is that no-one will read this unless I tell them to anyway. :P
So here it is. For some of you this may be a side of me you've not seen before. Generally, if I'm acting crazy(er than normal perhaps (we'll ignore that little comparitive error ;))) it means something's wrong and I'm inadvertantly covering it up.
Not always something terribly important, I might add. Today, it feels like it is. You may disagree. If, indeed, you exist at all.
Luke came back on Saturday. For this I am glad. I do miss him, however much I may say or act otherwise.
First let me state this: I fear change.
I find it malicious and cruel and rarely does it bring anything good.
Making sense so far? No? Good, ;) I know, it just seems like random exclamations that don't really fit together. Give me time.
Luke returned home and I was reminded of Chunderyears. This I came to visit recently in order to find the The End video on front page. Beautifully done, I might add. The music is spot on. I downloaded it in fact. I listen to it regularly now :)
But this video has made me think a lot about a lot of things. Friendships (Both mine and Lukes) and time.
Luke would often have his friends over to stay and sit and be mellow, or play Risk, or drink...
Now, however, he's at Uni.
(It would appear I've taken the roundabout route to what I want to say.)
Basically, I recently noticed that Luke and his friends will never be like they were. Things have changed. This upset me.
Fuck. I can't continue now. It'll take too long. I'm too tired. I'm off to bed. (Technically, off to sleep. I'm *in* bed.)
I'll continue it tomorrow. It'll make a point then, I promise.
G'night.