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Anyway, I'm suffering from some pretty bad abdominal cramps while waiting to go to dinner. I think I might go to the library tonight to study some German because it's currently kicking my butt.
I also visited Glenn today because Kearstin needed to talk to Cachia, and I was seriously reminded of how glad I am to not be there. We walked in the halls during class change and I almost got hit in the mouth with elbows more than once. Seriously, those kids are just that: children who have no idea how to act like a worthwhile human being. As Walker would say, "the dregs!"
Now.. you kids get the heck off my lawn, flabnaggit!
Hmm.. I really don't have much to write here. I wish I could recount my experiences more eloquently or think of something thoughtful and insightful to write about but my brain is just moving too fast!
” I contacted Kelsea rather unusually, randomly, and "just because". It
was a day of "I'm not doing shit so what can I do?". Whether or not we
would be here for that or not is beyond me, neither me or you are
masters of time but I do know that from there I had left her a vox
post, which contained a rather shitty, half thrown together poem, meant
entirely to get Kelsea to stop thinking of me as the bad guy. Basically
it comprised of talking about the stars. Which I found insanely ironic
and it was not calling her nor I a star but rather just...talking of
the stars. Singing stars to be exact. Well she liked it, and along came
the routine that happened right after we broke up. Totally used to it
by now but it actually made me think...
With the feeling of never seeing somebody I'd much rather be with ever again hanging high on my shoulders, the most useful thing I can do is to perhaps give me and Kelsea closure, to find out or to be proven wrong whether or not we are meant to be as a couple. I convinced her she wasn't a second choice to you, and that was that...well of course I came and told you, because I had even promised to do so, and alas, here we are.”
Son of a bitch. And I spent the whole Goddamned time believing every single word he said to me. I cannot wait to move.
” I contacted Kelsea rather unusually, randomly, and "just because". It
was a day of "I'm not doing shit so what can I do?". Whether or not we
would be here for that or not is beyond me, neither me or you are
masters of time but I do know that from there I had left her a vox
post, which contained a rather shitty, half thrown together poem, meant
entirely to get Kelsea to stop thinking of me as the bad guy. Basically
it comprised of talking about the stars. Which I found insanely ironic
and it was not calling her nor I a star but rather just...talking of
the stars. Singing stars to be exact. Well she liked it, and along came
the routine that happened right after we broke up. Totally used to it
by now but it actually made me think...
With the feeling of never seeing somebody I'd much rather be with ever again hanging high on my shoulders, the most useful thing I can do is to perhaps give me and Kelsea closure, to find out or to be proven wrong whether or not we are meant to be as a couple. I convinced her she wasn't a second choice to you, and that was that...well of course I came and told you, because I had even promised to do so, and alas, here we are.”
Son of a bitch. And I spent the whole Goddamned time believing every single word he said to me. I cannot wait to move.
Chuck came and picked me up and we got to the clinic around five pm. We sat with Kitty while the vet tech explained everything to us, I signed some forms, and I decided to get her ashes back after the cremation. It was almost more painful to see her laying there, seemingly incoherent with the pain and looking not like the kitty I've known for thirteen years than the thought of her death.
They sedated her and I was bawling. I was so worried that it would upset her, but she fell asleep peacefully and I made Chuck stay in the room while they injected her with the euthanasia. I didn't want to see her suddenly shudder and take her last breath, especially since I was so upset and I thought it was unnerving her even more than she should have been. They called me in when she had passed away, and she looked the most at peace I've seen her since she's been sick. She looked like the kitty I've known all my life, laying there cuddled in the blanket. Seeing her then made everything okay- she was obviously okay then, not in pain, not uncomfortable, not frightened.
I think I'll feel more closure when time passes and I get her ashes back. That way she can still be with me, instead of scared and lonely in a place she hasn't been in her entire life. I'll find something beautiful to put them in and then I can tell her I love her everyday. I just wish I knew for certain she understood me when I was telling her how much I loved her today and to not be scared. I think, though, that she knew what I was trying to say.
In other news, today really wasn't that bad of a day. Chuck took really great care of me even though I was being a crybaby the whole time. I feel like there's some sort of drama going on with some people around here at UNCG, but I don't want to deal with any of it right now. It doesn't really matter at all. :)
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"That's/you're gay"
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Also, it's the Jackson library.. that must have something to do with it!
So while I'm turning in my sheets
And once again I cannot sleep
Walk out the door and up the street
Look at the stars beneath my feet
Remember rights that I did wrong
So here I go
Hello, hello
There is no place I cannot go
My mind is muddy but
My heart is heavy does it show
I lose the track that loses me
So here I go
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
And so I sent some men to fight
And one came back at dead of night
Said he'd seen my enemy
Said he looked just like me
So I set out to cut myself
And here I go
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
I’m not calling for a second chance
I'm screaming at the top of my voice
Give me reason, but don’t give me choice
Cause I'll just make the same mistake again
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
And maybe someday we will meet
And maybe talk but not just speak
Dont buy the promises cause
There are no promises I keep
And my reflection troubles me
So here I go
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
I’m not calling for a second chance
I’m screaming at the top of my voice
Give me reason, but don’t give me choice
Cause I'll just make the same mistake
I’m not calling for a second chance
I'm screaming at the top of my voice
Give me reason, but don’t give me choice
Cause I'll just make the same mistake again
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
So while I'm turning in my sheets
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
And once again I cannot sleep
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
Walk out the door and up the street
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
Look at the stars
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
Look at the stars falling down
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
And I wonder where
Uhuh uhuh uhuh
Did I go wrong?
I'm also very much in love with my boyfriend and the people we spend time with on the weekends. Even if Jorge won't eat my red velvet cake.. which is going to be multiple cupcakes now (they're cuter!) so I might have to deliver you one. :)
In other news, um, I'm going out of my mind because I don't have any homework that's due within in the next week. It's bad for motivation!
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