Wednesday, 22 September 2010
mature immaturity
cherise and i have only known each other for about two years but it feels like more sometimes. We only ever see each other every couple of weeks but when we do we have a huge catch up.
yesterday was one of those days. we drove to town in her little red car with some music i'd burned. singing as we talked.
i haven't had that much simple immature fun in a long time. we laughed. we shopped. we talked. we blasted our music to the streets, even got some old fogies waving at us.
she's doing what she wants to do. in uni and has a boyfriend she adores.
now to get my life together...
yesterday was one of those days. we drove to town in her little red car with some music i'd burned. singing as we talked.
i haven't had that much simple immature fun in a long time. we laughed. we shopped. we talked. we blasted our music to the streets, even got some old fogies waving at us.
she's doing what she wants to do. in uni and has a boyfriend she adores.
now to get my life together...
Monday, 20 September 2010
regrets that reveal things
so i made a mistake on thursday, quite a big one actually. went out with all the friendlings, it was the last time we'll all be together before everyone goes off to uni. we have a blast, dancing to 90's music in babylon and drinking appletinis and sex on the beach's. raving and moshing a bit in planet with shots :)
but i let my guard down, i let someone who hurt me charm their way through my carefully constructed defences. i let him dance with me and i let him kiss me. it felt nice to be wanted like that again but i soon came to my senses. and the next morning i realised that it didn't hurt so much when we agreed it wouldn't happen again which means that i'm not as affected as i thought i would be. i let go a long time ago, just hadn't realised how completely i had moved on.
i was even able to watch him pine over another girl the next night and hope it works our for him and then i laughed a little because i've been there.
i wish i could go off to uni. a new adventure to conquer. instead i'm replaying this level, trying to get a higher score. lady luck better stop hiding now.
Kez*
but i let my guard down, i let someone who hurt me charm their way through my carefully constructed defences. i let him dance with me and i let him kiss me. it felt nice to be wanted like that again but i soon came to my senses. and the next morning i realised that it didn't hurt so much when we agreed it wouldn't happen again which means that i'm not as affected as i thought i would be. i let go a long time ago, just hadn't realised how completely i had moved on.
i was even able to watch him pine over another girl the next night and hope it works our for him and then i laughed a little because i've been there.
i wish i could go off to uni. a new adventure to conquer. instead i'm replaying this level, trying to get a higher score. lady luck better stop hiding now.
Kez*
Labels:
appletinis,
charm,
dancing,
letting go,
mistakes,
new adventures
Monday, 13 September 2010
NEW LAPTOP
i bought a new laptop
its blue and packard bell and shiny and new :D
feels like a life decision ive made
its blue and packard bell and shiny and new :D
feels like a life decision ive made
Wednesday, 8 September 2010
romantisised or not i want it
you hear stories from older generations of antics of their youth and usually it's when they were 18-years or 21-years old. i wonder if we will look back and think those were the best days of our lives.
i think our generation live under so much pressure about future prospects that we don't have the same environments as those romantisising elders.
young love, intense love
we won't know what they mean until we compare it to... what? "normal" love. this isn't making sense. you're as young as you want to be and as intense as you dare to be.
says i who has a fraction of experience. what do i know i'm young.
To the Young and the Reckless!
Kez*
i think our generation live under so much pressure about future prospects that we don't have the same environments as those romantisising elders.
young love, intense love
we won't know what they mean until we compare it to... what? "normal" love. this isn't making sense. you're as young as you want to be and as intense as you dare to be.
says i who has a fraction of experience. what do i know i'm young.
To the Young and the Reckless!
Kez*
Tuesday, 7 September 2010
Must Be The Music: Emma's Imagination audition
i love this girl, she's on the reality show must be the music.
Sunday, 5 September 2010
LAME
since almost everyone i know in England is going away to uni etc, i thought i'd expand my friendshipness and went out with some people from work. well that worked out well, naaaaat!
they picked me up after work and we drove around town looking for booze apparently. when invited i was under the impression that it was a quiet house party or get together with some friends. anyway we ended up at her house. it was basically a building site and by the time i got there a 40 year old guy was passed out on the couch, with bottles all around him. Glass on the floor where someone had smashed a picture frame and someone had managed to break the lock on the door. NOT where i wanted to be, i could have been in bed getting some much needed sleep.
yes needless to say i ate some cheesy pizza, helped her clean up the glass then left. oh and i did ride in a trolly down the street, that bit was fun.
what a lame night
they picked me up after work and we drove around town looking for booze apparently. when invited i was under the impression that it was a quiet house party or get together with some friends. anyway we ended up at her house. it was basically a building site and by the time i got there a 40 year old guy was passed out on the couch, with bottles all around him. Glass on the floor where someone had smashed a picture frame and someone had managed to break the lock on the door. NOT where i wanted to be, i could have been in bed getting some much needed sleep.
yes needless to say i ate some cheesy pizza, helped her clean up the glass then left. oh and i did ride in a trolly down the street, that bit was fun.
what a lame night
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