Okay so I hate lyric posts, but...
Can someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you've deserted
For better company
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
I feel must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave
So please back away and let me go
I can't my darling i love you so...
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures
I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
You've got a lure i can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye
I'm tired. But it's only Monday. I still have a full week of life until i get to breath again. I am so overwhelmed and underwhelmed at the same time. There is so much in my life going on, and so much to do, but i don't feel all that happy. i wish i was doing more stuff that i actually wanted to do, and less of the stuff i have to do. I just feel like i never do anything i want to do anymore because there is no time and when i find like one free minute i'm so exhausted that i can't even go and do the stuff i'd like to do.
I guess i just have to deal with it until summer. and then. you bet you're ass i will be doing shit i like ever god damn day.
I want to go sledding. go boarding with Ali. go get my consultation done at Elizabeth Grady. Get my eyebrows zapped. get my hair cut. spend an afternoon playing with my hair and makeup. Go to boston for a day. take a bath. hang out with my sister and niece. go see eron and mike. hang out with dave. go see laura. go see colleen. call jenn. hang out with bonnie. write an email to my cousin. figure out the details about my summer apartment. go spend money on myself. play shitloads of ping pong with the justin. go to the gym. get skinny. cook lots of vegan foods for my love. sit in the mall and people watch. have more sex. drink more water. go on a long, fun, fast drive. sing my heart out. write in my lj more. daydream. clean my room really really well.
So. I guess i'll just start trying to make more out of my weekends, since the weekdays are always packed. i really want to do the winter activities before the snow is all gone. i have like. a day. and then it will be back in may.
well. there is some happy news. i had ice cream for breakfast, lunch and .... dun dun dun cherry heads for dinner. my allllll time favorite!
don't you love how healthy you eat when you are periodizing? mmmm. well it's not good for my cold but i'm giving up trying to help it. i'll just be sick forever.
I am content. Just not ... Psyched. Welp. If it wasn't for times like these. The times that are good would not be quite as amazingtastic. man. who am i trying to convince?
yes. that's right. me.