- i'm excited to find a job and move on to that phase of my life regardless of the rest of my personal life...that's new.
- i like to sing in the car...loudly, obnoxiously, and while drumming on the steering wheel when appropriate...of course not in front of other people
- t shirt bed sheets are heavenly
- i dislike showering in the morning
- i like my hair curly just as much as i like it straight, sometimes better
- i am a happy person most of the time
- not many people understand my sense of humor, which is sad because some people just think i'm mean
- i like to use "...." a lot
- i really do prefer soy milk to regular milk
- i would probably not mind being a vegetarian if big greasy hamburgers were allowed
- i'm extremely impatient, but i'm pretty good at waiting impatiently
- the more research i do, the less convinced i am that there is such a definite concept as "soulmates"
- if i could have a dog, i would name it Peabody
- i have cravings for strange things, like the ocean, spooning, and cheese steaks
- i like to watch movies, but good books are still better
- i just can't sit and watch the whole season of something in one shot without getting bored
- my favorite jelly beans are the light purple ones or mint ones
- someone today asked me which Disney prince i would marry: it would be the Beast
- i hate going to the gym, however i love being in shape
- text messages make me happy
- i don't like awkward silences and try pathetically to fill them
- i struggle to find a balance between putting effort into things, and letting things just happen
- i do believe that there are certain people who are just meant to be with each other
- i'm a hippy at heart...like the Van Morrison song..."a gypsy soul"
- i am done with grad school :)
Thursday, April 30, 2009
25 Things About Me
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
So Sick of Love Songs, So Tired of Tears
Here are my top favorite love songs of the week. Research them at your leisure.
Everything by Michael Buble
Crazy Love by Van Morrison (the version with Bob Dylan too is even better)
She is Love by Parachute VA (yes from the lotion commercial)
Lets Stay Together by Al Green
For the Longest Time by Billy Joel
The end :)
Everything by Michael Buble
Crazy Love by Van Morrison (the version with Bob Dylan too is even better)
She is Love by Parachute VA (yes from the lotion commercial)
Lets Stay Together by Al Green
For the Longest Time by Billy Joel
The end :)
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Realize
"Take time to realize,
That your warmth is
Crashing down on in.
Take time to realize,
That I am on your side
Didn't I, Didn't I tell you?
But I can't spell it out for you,
No it's never gonna be that simple
No I cant spell it out for you
If you just realize what I just realized,
Then we'd be perfect for each other
and will never find another
Just realized what I just realized
we'd never have to wonder if
we missed out on each other now.
Take time to realize
Oh-oh I'm on your side
didn't I, didn't I tell you.
Take time to realize
This all can pass you by
Didn't I tell you
But I can't spell it out for you,
no it's never gonna be that simple
no I can't spell it out for you.
It's not always the same
no it's never the same
if you don't feel it too.
If you meet me half way
If you would meet me half way.
It could be the same for you."
That your warmth is
Crashing down on in.
Take time to realize,
That I am on your side
Didn't I, Didn't I tell you?
But I can't spell it out for you,
No it's never gonna be that simple
No I cant spell it out for you
If you just realize what I just realized,
Then we'd be perfect for each other
and will never find another
Just realized what I just realized
we'd never have to wonder if
we missed out on each other now.
Take time to realize
Oh-oh I'm on your side
didn't I, didn't I tell you.
Take time to realize
This all can pass you by
Didn't I tell you
But I can't spell it out for you,
no it's never gonna be that simple
no I can't spell it out for you.
It's not always the same
no it's never the same
if you don't feel it too.
If you meet me half way
If you would meet me half way.
It could be the same for you."
Friday, April 24, 2009
What am I to you?
"What am I to you?
Tell me darling true
To me you are the sea
Vast as you can be
And deep the shade of blue
When you're feeling low
To whom else do you go
See I cry if you hurt
I'd give you my last shirt
Because I love you so
If my sky should fall
Would you even call?
Opened up my heart
I never want to part
I'm giving you the ball
When I look in your eyes
I can feel the butterflies
I love you when you're blue
Tell me darling true
What am I to you?"
Tell me darling true
To me you are the sea
Vast as you can be
And deep the shade of blue
When you're feeling low
To whom else do you go
See I cry if you hurt
I'd give you my last shirt
Because I love you so
If my sky should fall
Would you even call?
Opened up my heart
I never want to part
I'm giving you the ball
When I look in your eyes
I can feel the butterflies
I love you when you're blue
Tell me darling true
What am I to you?"
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Always be classy, never be crazy...
So I read 187 pages today about "He's Just Not That Into You." There is nothing better than a book that strikes every note of the turmoil in your soul.
And so I share these pieces with you:
"A man who wants to make a relationship work will move mountains to keep the woman he loves. If he's not calling you to tell you he loves you and wants you back, it should ONLY be because he's showing up at your new residence to do it in person. If he's not trying to romance your socks off with dates, flowers, and poetry, it should be because he's too engrossed with his couples counseling workbooks and is prioritizing getting back on the right track. If he's not doing any of that, he may love you, miss you, but ultimately, he's just not THAT into you."
"Love cures commitment phobias."
"A man who is really into you is going to want you all to himself."
"But all I can say is that I suffer from the affliction of believing I can have a wonderful man love me AND be wildly attracted to me."
"Maybe this is just me, because my priorities have changed as I've gotten older. But now I don't want to be "sort of dating" someone. I don't want to be "kinda hanging out" with someone. I don't want to spend a lot of energy suppressing all my feelings so I appear uninvolved."
"What kind of knuckle head has a problem marrying the love of his life?"
"(About breaking up) A guy says he doesn't want to be with you. Sometimes that guy realizes he's made the biggest mistake of his life. And then sometimes he doesn't. Either way, your only job is to move on with your life, and fast. He can always try to chase you down as you are running down the block."
"If the person you "love" (notice the snotty quotation marks around that) cannot FREELY spend his days thinking about you and being with you, it's not real love."
"If he is really into you, he will get over his issues fast and make sure he doesn't lose you. Or he will make it clear to you how he feels, so there's no mystery, and tell you upfront that he's not up to it right now. And then you can best be sure, that the minute he is ready, he will run out and find you."
"The operative word in both cases here is "wait." You have to do the waiting - the biding your time, biting your tongue, keeping your needs quiet. He's so special, that guy. He deserves to have you sit around, putting your life on hold, not getting what you want, while he takes his time sorting it all out. He's that special. You, of course, aren't at all."
"At the very least, he should be asking you what kind of underwear you are wearing."
"I believe in love the verb, not the noun."
"Please remember that nothing is worse than longing for someone who doesn't want you. Even loneliness is better because with loneliness at least you have hope and possibility and imagination."
"A muffin is a toned down cupcake, don't let anyone tell you differently."
"So I say "Fuck Statistics." It's your life - how dare you not have faith in it!"
And so I share these pieces with you:
"A man who wants to make a relationship work will move mountains to keep the woman he loves. If he's not calling you to tell you he loves you and wants you back, it should ONLY be because he's showing up at your new residence to do it in person. If he's not trying to romance your socks off with dates, flowers, and poetry, it should be because he's too engrossed with his couples counseling workbooks and is prioritizing getting back on the right track. If he's not doing any of that, he may love you, miss you, but ultimately, he's just not THAT into you."
"Love cures commitment phobias."
"A man who is really into you is going to want you all to himself."
"But all I can say is that I suffer from the affliction of believing I can have a wonderful man love me AND be wildly attracted to me."
"Maybe this is just me, because my priorities have changed as I've gotten older. But now I don't want to be "sort of dating" someone. I don't want to be "kinda hanging out" with someone. I don't want to spend a lot of energy suppressing all my feelings so I appear uninvolved."
"What kind of knuckle head has a problem marrying the love of his life?"
"(About breaking up) A guy says he doesn't want to be with you. Sometimes that guy realizes he's made the biggest mistake of his life. And then sometimes he doesn't. Either way, your only job is to move on with your life, and fast. He can always try to chase you down as you are running down the block."
"If the person you "love" (notice the snotty quotation marks around that) cannot FREELY spend his days thinking about you and being with you, it's not real love."
"If he is really into you, he will get over his issues fast and make sure he doesn't lose you. Or he will make it clear to you how he feels, so there's no mystery, and tell you upfront that he's not up to it right now. And then you can best be sure, that the minute he is ready, he will run out and find you."
"The operative word in both cases here is "wait." You have to do the waiting - the biding your time, biting your tongue, keeping your needs quiet. He's so special, that guy. He deserves to have you sit around, putting your life on hold, not getting what you want, while he takes his time sorting it all out. He's that special. You, of course, aren't at all."
"At the very least, he should be asking you what kind of underwear you are wearing."
"I believe in love the verb, not the noun."
"Please remember that nothing is worse than longing for someone who doesn't want you. Even loneliness is better because with loneliness at least you have hope and possibility and imagination."
"A muffin is a toned down cupcake, don't let anyone tell you differently."
"So I say "Fuck Statistics." It's your life - how dare you not have faith in it!"
The Drive Home Song of the Day
"I am driving up 85 in the
kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
just stuck inside the gloom
Four more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
and leave it all behind
Cause I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?
I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
wood in places to make it feel like home
but all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
or just the stirring in my soul
Either way, I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?
So what, so I've got a smile on me
but it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down
Everybody is just a stranger but
that's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
still "Everything happens for a reason"
is no reason not to ask myself
If I'm living it right
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, tell me why
Why, why Georgia why?"
Why Georgia, John Mayer
kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
just stuck inside the gloom
Four more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
and leave it all behind
Cause I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?
I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
wood in places to make it feel like home
but all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
or just the stirring in my soul
Either way, I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?
So what, so I've got a smile on me
but it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down
Everybody is just a stranger but
that's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
still "Everything happens for a reason"
is no reason not to ask myself
If I'm living it right
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, tell me why
Why, why Georgia why?"
Why Georgia, John Mayer
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Sunday Morning
"Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
That someday it would bring me back to you
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather still together when it ends
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it'll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself home to you
And you may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow?"
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
That someday it would bring me back to you
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather still together when it ends
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it'll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself home to you
And you may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow?"
Saturday, April 18, 2009
This is not meant to make sense...
Cupid: Jack Johnson
"How many times must we go through this?
You've always been mine, i thought you knew this
How many times must we go through this?
You'll always be mine, Cupid only misses sometimes
But we could end up broken hearted
If we don't remember why this all started
And if they try to tell you love fades with time
Tell them there's no such thing as time
It's our time"
Beautiful Mess: Jason Mraz
"You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shotty cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is
And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like we're picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are
Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy
Depending on how you take these
Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear
Cause here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
And through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds not of this earth
And times they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it."
"How many times must we go through this?
You've always been mine, i thought you knew this
How many times must we go through this?
You'll always be mine, Cupid only misses sometimes
But we could end up broken hearted
If we don't remember why this all started
And if they try to tell you love fades with time
Tell them there's no such thing as time
It's our time"
Beautiful Mess: Jason Mraz
"You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shotty cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is
And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like we're picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are
Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy
Depending on how you take these
Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear
Cause here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
And through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds not of this earth
And times they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it."
Friday, April 17, 2009
If I Had Eyes
"If I had eyes in the back of my head
I would have told you that
You looked good
As I walked away
If you could've tried to trust the hand that fed
You would've never been hungry
But you never really be
The more of this or less of this or is there any difference?
or are we just holding onto the things we don't have anymore?
Sometimes time doesn't heal
No not at all
Just stand still
While we fall
In or out of love again
I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you got eyes like that
It won't let me in
Always looking out
Lot of people spend their time just floating
We were victims together but lonely
You got hungry eyes that just can't look forward
Can't give them enough but we just can't start over
Building with bent nails
We're falling but holding,
I don't wanna take up anymore of your time
Time time time
Sometimes time doesn't heal
No not all
Just stand still
While we fall
In or out of love again
I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you got eyes like that
It won't let me in
Always looking out
Always looking"
I would have told you that
You looked good
As I walked away
If you could've tried to trust the hand that fed
You would've never been hungry
But you never really be
The more of this or less of this or is there any difference?
or are we just holding onto the things we don't have anymore?
Sometimes time doesn't heal
No not at all
Just stand still
While we fall
In or out of love again
I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you got eyes like that
It won't let me in
Always looking out
Lot of people spend their time just floating
We were victims together but lonely
You got hungry eyes that just can't look forward
Can't give them enough but we just can't start over
Building with bent nails
We're falling but holding,
I don't wanna take up anymore of your time
Time time time
Sometimes time doesn't heal
No not all
Just stand still
While we fall
In or out of love again
I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you got eyes like that
It won't let me in
Always looking out
Always looking"
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Who Did You Think I Was?
"I got half a smile and zero shame
I got a reflection with a different name
Got a brand new blues I can't explain
Who did you think I was?
Every morning when the day begins
I make up my mind but change it back again
I'm a shifter of the shape I'm in
Who did you think I was?
You got my number but I always knew the score
Who did you think I was?
Am I the one who plays the quiet songs
Is He the one who turns the ladies on
Will I keep shining til my light is gone
Who did you think I was?
You got my number but I always knew the score
Who did you think I was?
Here is a line that you won't understand
I'm half of the boy but i'm twice the man
Carry the weight of the world in the palm of my hand
Who did you think I was?"
obviously a John Mayer sing this, but I still can relate.
I got a reflection with a different name
Got a brand new blues I can't explain
Who did you think I was?
Every morning when the day begins
I make up my mind but change it back again
I'm a shifter of the shape I'm in
Who did you think I was?
You got my number but I always knew the score
Who did you think I was?
Am I the one who plays the quiet songs
Is He the one who turns the ladies on
Will I keep shining til my light is gone
Who did you think I was?
You got my number but I always knew the score
Who did you think I was?
Here is a line that you won't understand
I'm half of the boy but i'm twice the man
Carry the weight of the world in the palm of my hand
Who did you think I was?"
obviously a John Mayer sing this, but I still can relate.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Your Winter
"The grey ceiling on the earth
Well it's lasted for a while
Take my thoughts for what they're worth
I've been acting like a child
In your opinion, and what is that?
It's just a different point of view
What else can I do?
I said I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry.
I said I'm sorry , but for?
If I hurt you then I hate myself
Don't want to hate myself, don't want to hurt you
Why do you choose your pain?
If you only know how much I love you, love you
I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
We can be forgiven
I will be here
The old picture on the shelf
Well it's been there for a while
A frozen image of ourselves
We are acting like a child
Innocent and in a trance
A dance that lasted for a while
You read my eyes just like your diary,
oh remember, please remember
Well, I'm not a beggar, but what's more
If I hurt you, then I hate myself, don't wanna hurt you
Why do you choose your pain?
If you only knew how much I love you
I won't be your winter"
Well it's lasted for a while
Take my thoughts for what they're worth
I've been acting like a child
In your opinion, and what is that?
It's just a different point of view
What else can I do?
I said I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry.
I said I'm sorry , but for?
If I hurt you then I hate myself
Don't want to hate myself, don't want to hurt you
Why do you choose your pain?
If you only know how much I love you, love you
I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
We can be forgiven
I will be here
The old picture on the shelf
Well it's been there for a while
A frozen image of ourselves
We are acting like a child
Innocent and in a trance
A dance that lasted for a while
You read my eyes just like your diary,
oh remember, please remember
Well, I'm not a beggar, but what's more
If I hurt you, then I hate myself, don't wanna hurt you
Why do you choose your pain?
If you only knew how much I love you
I won't be your winter"
Friday, April 10, 2009
So Many Maybes
"I'm strong
But I break
I'm stubborn
And I make plenty of mistakes
Yeah I'm hard
And life with me is never easy
To figure out, to love
I'm jaded but oh so lovely
All you have to do is hold me
And you'll know and you'll see just how sweet it can be
If you'll trust me, love me, let me
Maybe, maybe
Someday
When we're at the same place
When we're on the same road
When it's okay to hold my hand
Without feeling lost
Without all the excuses
When it's just because you love me, you let me, you need me
Then maybe, maybe
All you have to do is hold me
And you'll know and you'll see just how sweet it can be
If you'll trust me, love me, let me
Maybe, maybe
I'm confusing as hell
I'm north and south
And I'll probably never have it all figured out
But what I know is I wasn't meant to walk this world without you
And I promise I'll try
Yeah I'm gonna try to give you every little part of me
Every single detail you missed with your eyes
Then maybe
Maybe, yeah maybe, maybe,maybe, yeah maybe
One day
We'll meet again and you'll need me, you'll see me completely
Every little bit
Oh yeah maybe you'll love me, you'll love me then
I don't want to be tough
And I don't want to be proud
I don't need to be fixed and I certainly don't need to be found
I'm not lost
I need to be loved
I just need to be loved
I just want to be loved by you and I won't stop 'cause I believe
That maybe, yeah maybe
Maybe, yeah maybe, maybe,maybe, yeah maybe
I should know better than to touch the fire twice
But I'm thinking maybe, yeah maybe you might"
But I break
I'm stubborn
And I make plenty of mistakes
Yeah I'm hard
And life with me is never easy
To figure out, to love
I'm jaded but oh so lovely
All you have to do is hold me
And you'll know and you'll see just how sweet it can be
If you'll trust me, love me, let me
Maybe, maybe
Someday
When we're at the same place
When we're on the same road
When it's okay to hold my hand
Without feeling lost
Without all the excuses
When it's just because you love me, you let me, you need me
Then maybe, maybe
All you have to do is hold me
And you'll know and you'll see just how sweet it can be
If you'll trust me, love me, let me
Maybe, maybe
I'm confusing as hell
I'm north and south
And I'll probably never have it all figured out
But what I know is I wasn't meant to walk this world without you
And I promise I'll try
Yeah I'm gonna try to give you every little part of me
Every single detail you missed with your eyes
Then maybe
Maybe, yeah maybe, maybe,maybe, yeah maybe
One day
We'll meet again and you'll need me, you'll see me completely
Every little bit
Oh yeah maybe you'll love me, you'll love me then
I don't want to be tough
And I don't want to be proud
I don't need to be fixed and I certainly don't need to be found
I'm not lost
I need to be loved
I just need to be loved
I just want to be loved by you and I won't stop 'cause I believe
That maybe, yeah maybe
Maybe, yeah maybe, maybe,maybe, yeah maybe
I should know better than to touch the fire twice
But I'm thinking maybe, yeah maybe you might"
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Better Days
"And you asked me what I want this year
and I try to make this kind and clear
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
'cause I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
and designer love and empty things
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days..."
and I try to make this kind and clear
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
'cause I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
and designer love and empty things
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days..."
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Split Screen Sadness
"We share the sadness
Split screen sadness
Two wrongs make it all alright tonight
"All you need is love" is a lie 'cause
We had a love but we still said goodbye
Now we’re tired, battered fighters
And it stings when it nobody’s fault cause there's
Nothing to blame at the drop of your name
It’s only the air you took and the breath you left
So maybe I’ll sleep inside my coat and
Wait on your porch 'til you come back home
Oh, right....
I can’t find a flight
So I’ll check the weather wherever you are
Cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight
It might be my only right
We share the sadness
Two wrongs make it all alright tonight
Split screen sadness
I called
because
I just
Need to feel you on the line
Don’t hang up this time
And I know it was me who called it over but
I still wish you'd fought me ‘til your dying day
Don’t let me get away
Cause I can’t wait to figure out what’s wrong with me
So I can say 'this is the way that I used to be
There’s no substitute for time
Or for the sadness..."
Split screen sadness
Two wrongs make it all alright tonight
"All you need is love" is a lie 'cause
We had a love but we still said goodbye
Now we’re tired, battered fighters
And it stings when it nobody’s fault cause there's
Nothing to blame at the drop of your name
It’s only the air you took and the breath you left
So maybe I’ll sleep inside my coat and
Wait on your porch 'til you come back home
Oh, right....
I can’t find a flight
So I’ll check the weather wherever you are
Cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight
It might be my only right
We share the sadness
Two wrongs make it all alright tonight
Split screen sadness
I called
because
I just
Need to feel you on the line
Don’t hang up this time
And I know it was me who called it over but
I still wish you'd fought me ‘til your dying day
Don’t let me get away
Cause I can’t wait to figure out what’s wrong with me
So I can say 'this is the way that I used to be
There’s no substitute for time
Or for the sadness..."
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Fools in April
So today was another decent day in a row? Is it possible to make it a week of decent days? Please stand by and I'll let you know.
I must say that Other Systems is a different beast. Although it is not in any way shape or form easy, the amount of work required is simply different. Its like recalling everything you've ever learned and then applying it to a really hard patient. I can't say I've got this down yet, but there is hope that some day, I might feel semi confident in treating a scary patient.
Another happy note is that today marked my 7th visit to the gym. This in itself is amazing since I never usually stick to a work out routine long. Whats more is I enjoy going?!? Its so nice to watch the sun rise while you listen to some good songs. "Its hard to sustain anger and sadness when you are sweaty and out of breath." I'm sure all the endorphins and the subsequent release of serotonin help too.
Anyway, although everything is not nearly fabulous, I'm feeling as though a little mermaid bandaid is nicely stuck to my heart, and hopefully it will stay there till the boo boo is better. Because the bandaid finally sticking is a good thing :)
I must say that Other Systems is a different beast. Although it is not in any way shape or form easy, the amount of work required is simply different. Its like recalling everything you've ever learned and then applying it to a really hard patient. I can't say I've got this down yet, but there is hope that some day, I might feel semi confident in treating a scary patient.
Another happy note is that today marked my 7th visit to the gym. This in itself is amazing since I never usually stick to a work out routine long. Whats more is I enjoy going?!? Its so nice to watch the sun rise while you listen to some good songs. "Its hard to sustain anger and sadness when you are sweaty and out of breath." I'm sure all the endorphins and the subsequent release of serotonin help too.
Anyway, although everything is not nearly fabulous, I'm feeling as though a little mermaid bandaid is nicely stuck to my heart, and hopefully it will stay there till the boo boo is better. Because the bandaid finally sticking is a good thing :)
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