Ch ch ch changes...
"Ch ch ch ch changes and face the strange ch ch changes, I want to be a better man." ~HOTTEST MAN EVER
So I'm loving living with my sister. It has really brought us together. And for the first time I feel like I'm actually facing life...the real world as they say. Since I have moved in, my grandmother has passed, but on the bright side one of my life long friends had a baby girl, and my other dear friend is due in 2 weeks with a baby girl. We are born and we die. That is life. It's becoming easier to deal with. I've become really good at also staying busy. It helps keep my mind off of the negative. I have school eating up my brain, and work whenever I'm not at school. I hardly get a break. In fact I've been so busy I haven't had time to go online...well that and the cabel and the apartment sucks, so yeah. I miss everyone. It seems like I'm always surrounded by people yet I always feel alone or like I'm not apart of what's going on. I feel detatched. I dunno maybe it's grieving, or maybe its just growing up. Right now knowing which is which is hard for me. But I try to not let it get to me. I have other stuff to worry about. My car is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo over due for an oil change. I just haven't had time. My dad is a sweety and he is going to do it for me tomorrow after he gets off work. Tomorrow I actually don't have work or school. However I have to go to school to do a homework assignment that requires me to go to school to complete the assignment. Grrrrr...and then there is laundry. Never a day or real rest. In fact I've been pushing the limit. Not sleeping as much as I should. When I am tired I have found it hard to sleep, when I'm not super tired but should sleep I don't and instead hang out with friends...like the night Amanda and I went on a beach walk, then ended up meeting up with my friend Ed and then went to the Queen Mary and met up with Big B and Eric Prevratil...then walked home. It only takes 45 min to get from the Queen Mary to my apartment. It felt really good to exercise. I need a walk buddy to go on weekly walks to the Queen...well whenever I'll be able to fit that in. Grrrrr. My tattoos are healing up great. I'm so happy for them. They make me feel better and I feel my grandparents watching over me. They have become a security blanket for me. When I get sad, or overwhelmed or anything...I just wrap my arms around tight and put more lotion on my tattoos. I'm really glad I got them. It's not like a tattoo just because its something I like, or looked cool. It holds such high sentimental value for me that I know I'll never regret getting them. I'm still single, and its all good. I'm too busy for a boyfriend. Just means more movie nights, and Tom Kats. Hey where is my girl Shavander? Let's go to Tom Kats soon. I love going to Tom Kats with her. Oh man...she is so awesome. I can see a beautiful friendship developing there. Its amazing people like her that I need more of in my life. She helps me to see myself for who I really am, and helps me to shed the old me, the immature me. I feel like she really helps me build my character, and that she helps me to conduct myself in a more matture adult like manner. I long so much to be more mature, to act my age, and to attract people who are mature so that I can continue to develop. AnywaysI'm just blabbering, maybe cuz I'm rushing on the limited time I have at my parents house. I really need to head back to my apartment and sleep so I can do laundry and all my other errands tomorrow. If you really need to get ahold of me call me ok? Cuz my internet at the apartment barely ever works.
~Sparkles
p.s. ha ha ha, my sister finally found out I'm not a virgin...but she thinks I just recently lost it to my lovely tattooed and pierced friend whose name I can't mention. Oh man but he is so gorgeous. I'm in love with all his tattoos and I want to get another piercing because of him. grrrrr... We aren't together but he and I are fuck buddies for know. Sometimes it seems like he might eventually want more...but I'm not sure what he wants or what I want. I'm just enjoying life for right now. Haunt is around the corner and I couldn't be happier.
"Ch ch ch ch changes and face the strange ch ch changes, I want to be a better man." ~HOTTEST MAN EVER
So I'm loving living with my sister. It has really brought us together. And for the first time I feel like I'm actually facing life...the real world as they say. Since I have moved in, my grandmother has passed, but on the bright side one of my life long friends had a baby girl, and my other dear friend is due in 2 weeks with a baby girl. We are born and we die. That is life. It's becoming easier to deal with. I've become really good at also staying busy. It helps keep my mind off of the negative. I have school eating up my brain, and work whenever I'm not at school. I hardly get a break. In fact I've been so busy I haven't had time to go online...well that and the cabel and the apartment sucks, so yeah. I miss everyone. It seems like I'm always surrounded by people yet I always feel alone or like I'm not apart of what's going on. I feel detatched. I dunno maybe it's grieving, or maybe its just growing up. Right now knowing which is which is hard for me. But I try to not let it get to me. I have other stuff to worry about. My car is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo over due for an oil change. I just haven't had time. My dad is a sweety and he is going to do it for me tomorrow after he gets off work. Tomorrow I actually don't have work or school. However I have to go to school to do a homework assignment that requires me to go to school to complete the assignment. Grrrrr...and then there is laundry. Never a day or real rest. In fact I've been pushing the limit. Not sleeping as much as I should. When I am tired I have found it hard to sleep, when I'm not super tired but should sleep I don't and instead hang out with friends...like the night Amanda and I went on a beach walk, then ended up meeting up with my friend Ed and then went to the Queen Mary and met up with Big B and Eric Prevratil...then walked home. It only takes 45 min to get from the Queen Mary to my apartment. It felt really good to exercise. I need a walk buddy to go on weekly walks to the Queen...well whenever I'll be able to fit that in. Grrrrr. My tattoos are healing up great. I'm so happy for them. They make me feel better and I feel my grandparents watching over me. They have become a security blanket for me. When I get sad, or overwhelmed or anything...I just wrap my arms around tight and put more lotion on my tattoos. I'm really glad I got them. It's not like a tattoo just because its something I like, or looked cool. It holds such high sentimental value for me that I know I'll never regret getting them. I'm still single, and its all good. I'm too busy for a boyfriend. Just means more movie nights, and Tom Kats. Hey where is my girl Shavander? Let's go to Tom Kats soon. I love going to Tom Kats with her. Oh man...she is so awesome. I can see a beautiful friendship developing there. Its amazing people like her that I need more of in my life. She helps me to see myself for who I really am, and helps me to shed the old me, the immature me. I feel like she really helps me build my character, and that she helps me to conduct myself in a more matture adult like manner. I long so much to be more mature, to act my age, and to attract people who are mature so that I can continue to develop. AnywaysI'm just blabbering, maybe cuz I'm rushing on the limited time I have at my parents house. I really need to head back to my apartment and sleep so I can do laundry and all my other errands tomorrow. If you really need to get ahold of me call me ok? Cuz my internet at the apartment barely ever works.
~Sparkles
p.s. ha ha ha, my sister finally found out I'm not a virgin...but she thinks I just recently lost it to my lovely tattooed and pierced friend whose name I can't mention. Oh man but he is so gorgeous. I'm in love with all his tattoos and I want to get another piercing because of him. grrrrr... We aren't together but he and I are fuck buddies for know. Sometimes it seems like he might eventually want more...but I'm not sure what he wants or what I want. I'm just enjoying life for right now. Haunt is around the corner and I couldn't be happier.