So quiet: another wasted night, the television steals the conversation. Exhale. Another wasted breath: again it goes unnoticed. Please tell me you're just feeling tired, 'cause if it's more than that I fear that I might break out of touch out of time. Please send me anything but signals that are mixed 'cause I can't read your rolling eyes. Out of touch are we out of time? Close lipped: another goodnight kiss is robbed of all its passion. Your grip another time is slack. It leave me feeling empty I'll wait until tomorrow. Maybe you'll feel better then; maybe we'll be better then. So, what's another day when I can't bear these nights of thoughts of going on without you. This mood of yours is temporary. It seems worth the wait to see you smile again. Out of the corner of my eye won’t be the only way you're looking at me then.
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Tut tut! It looks like... no rain...
I told you these would be bad photos. Anyway, Lake Jocassee is wayyyyyyyy down due to the drought. I took these photos with my dad's cell. See where the rocks are? The water line is supposed to be well above that.
So, on Thursday my Grandpa was in town! Yay! So, after class, I trucked it down to TR, threw some laundry in the wash (yay for free laundry facilities!) and hung out with the 'rents and Grandpa. We drove to Jocassee to see the horribleness that had happened because of the drought. Pictures will be up at RedCatStills later. Not good pictures, mind you. Bad ones. Taken with Dadders cell and e-mailed to myself. And there's only two because I accidentally e-mailed one to myself twice instead of e-mailing all three. Afterwards, we drove back, stopping at Aunt Sue's on the way for a late lunch and to browse the wares. They sell some pretty cool stuff there. Oh yeah, and Dad challenged me to a game of checkers. It was sad. My loss was quite inevitable. Then, dinner with the above plus Lou and some of her boys: Will and Caleb. Oh, by the way, I am pleased to have my own boys. She's had her boy scouts forever. Now I have boys! It's just like old times. Then, Apples-to-Apple
I just discovered an old comment that I hadn't read yet. It was from a post in September when I was explaining why I dub myself "StarGirl." The comment said: "Stargirl sounds kinda fruity" and I thought... yes, this might be a problem if I were a dude. As I am a chick, sounding fruity is okay. You know? See, it's like I can wear a pink furry jacket (it's suede on the outside with pink fur on the inside and it's amazing... see photos below) whereas if my friends K-Swiss or Sir Tim wore it, that would be quite fruity.... [Stargirl and her loverly jacket, Cloudgate] [Stargirl and her loverly jacket, Cloudgate] [Stargirl and her loverly jacket, LadyTiffany]
More Fun with Picasa
These are more pictures from when we were hanging out in Charlotte that I messed with using Picasa. [LadyTiffany] [LadyTiffany, StarGirl] [LadyTiffany, StarGirl] [LadyTiffany, K Swiss, Art, Ray]
So, what is up in the life of Mary? I know I haven't said a lot lately. So, to update you all: I broke up with Jeff. Yes, again. I mean, I miss him a lot. I miss him soooooo much... Because he was my best friend. He was everything to me. It just wasn't working out as a romantic relationship. I don't know if he's ever going to want to be friends again, which makes me sad. But, he has every right to, you know, never want to see me again. I'm kind of jealous of the way Tiffy and Kuech broke up, but I guess everyone is different. So, because of this reason, there's this song that keeps making me cry (if you have FaceBook, it's the song on my Audibie). See, if we're never friends again, I'm always going to miss him, because he's a really awesome guy. Just, not the guy for me. This summer... this summer was alright, but it had a lot of bad aspects. He's seriously better off without me. I was a horrible girlfriend. I suspect that this is simply b
"In Girl World, Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it." -Mean Girls When you go out on Halloween, you will inevitably see girls in tiny outfits and some kind of animal ears. Lingerie + Mouse/Cat/Bunny ears = Halloween costume. I don't really do this (anymore) because I don't feel the need to strip for strangers. Anyway, this was a PostSecret , and I found it both amusing and true.
The Lovers --Rumi The Lovers will drink wine night and day. They will drink until they can tear away the veils of intellect and melt away the layers of shame and modesty. When in Love, body, mind, heart and soul don't even exist. Become this, fall in Love, and you will not be separated again. From: 'Hush Don't Say Anything to God: Passionate Poems of Rumi' Translated by Sharam Shiva
Sorry I haven't posted much. I haven't really felt like I have much to say. I've been kinda sick lately. The weather here sucks right now. Bummer, because I wanted to go through a walk in the woods behind my school tonight. There is a real neat trail -- the Brother Paul Trail, named after the cross country coach -- that I like to walk with friends. Never alone... too creepy... And the moon is nice and full tonight, but the clouds will surely obscure it. We ( K-Swiss, Art, Sir Tim, and I) have started going to the Y. We're going to be going 3 times a week. This is good. My doctor will be pleased. Also, I've decided to go back on the strict diet, because sometimes food makes me sick. Fried foods and junk foods make me feel not so well. Like right now. I had Doritos yesterday and my tummy has not been the same since. Anyway, this will be a good week for sure. Tomorrow, I am going home to 1) do laundry and 2) (the more exciting one) have dinner with my fam. Grand
It's been a bad week. This is why I haven't been posting anything original. I missed my appointment last Friday because of car troubles that I, happily, sorted out myself. Yes, it is possible. :-D I have an appointment for Tuesday afternoon. This way I won't miss any classes. Sometimes, I have this mini-attack/breakdown thing-ys. I'm not really sure how to explain them. I freak out and flip. Definitely interferes with life as we -- I -- know it. I am filled with such tension that I want to snap. Confusion over what is going on with me. It happened on Tuesday morning and Wednesday night. Right now, I feel normal. As normal as possible. Not dizzy or shaking. Don't feel like crying. It's nice. I just finished watching some Firefly with a friend. I want to get out and go somewhere. Maybe run around Charlotte again or climb Crowders...
Dan : I apologize. If you love her you'll let her go so she can be happy. Larry : She doesn't want to be happy. Dan : Everybody wants to be happy. Larry : Depressives don't. They want to be unhappy to confirm they're depressed. If they were happy they couldn't be depressed anymore. They'd have to go out into the world and live. Which can be depressing.