Telepopmusik - Breathe
I'm getting all nostalgic
sometimes it can be really sweet and comforting when you reminisce.
Right now its annoying as hell and making me mad. I would have never thought how drastically things could have changed within a year. So much. My God.
I can’t dwell,especially about the past-it doesn’t really do much. Actually it doesn’t do anything. Only thing I can do is move forward and make the most of my now.
Head Cold
n.
A common cold mainly affecting the mucous membranes of the nasal passages, characterized by congestion, headache, and sneezing.
Fuck man. Its the worst and I feel like a leaky faucet. I woke up sneezing and with a nasty ass raspy throat. Its my body tradition-when winter starts; I get sick. Never fails. Way to start off the day. I better not be sick for Thanksgiving,so I think sleep & getting po’ed up on cough drops,tea,and soup is in order.
Oh and my fish just died. I only had her for 5 days. RIP Spike. My room is dirty. I can’t function. I’m sick & moody. Fuck this.
A Tribe Called Quest- God Lives Through
My mom and I are the only ones at home,sitting Indian style on the couch,on our laptops,drinking coffee, and making fun of stupid shit on TV. Whuuud? We’re getting along for a change? This is nice. Let’s see how long this last..
I'm not going to lie.
I was slightly surprised when I received a text message from him. After 3 months of not talking and me resolving that I was over it and him-he sends a random text message seeing how I was because “I was in his thoughts”. When I saw the message I immediately decided not to respond. What? Was he trying to get tabs on me? Was he going through a dry spell and wanting to see if I was still in good standing? Maybe he was genuinely wanting to know. Who knows,I knew it began me over analyzing the shit out of a two sentence text message. I asked numerous people if I should respond and everyone’s answer was, “No,just leave it be.” All except for the hippie mom in my Art Design class who said, “You can,keep it cordial and short.” That’s the answer I truly wanted and since it was “validated” I did. It was short and cordial. I wonder what I would do if I ever saw him again.Its a small ass world,you never know. I don’t know.
When we forget the real reason we are living for, the worldliness of life becomes like quicksand that sucks you into a spiritual vacuum. When that happens, we live less and less; we merely stay alive.
Huntsville,Tx and other randoms
that I know personally that visit my blog on the daily basis. I’m pretty sure I know who from Sam Houston. By connecting the dots about what happened earlier this summer,I figure I know exactly who the certain person is. While I don’t really mind-I limit myself more, I would really like to blog more personally on here like I use to,but unfortunately I cannot. Most of the time my post are slightly vague and I really do not go in on my post like I would use to,but its really therapeutic whenever I do. I have 47 drafts that have yet to be published and more than likely will not. Tumblr isn’t a private/incognito blogging tool. But then again,since when has the Internet ever been private? But as weird as it might sound, or rather the voyeuristic aspect of it-I’d feel more comfortable if all my blog readers were people that did not know me. Just odd to me knowing,people that know me-that lurk my blog. Some at Sam Houston that do as well as several guys. Then again I am pretty tight so the blog reflects:) Oh well- a sense of privacy never hurt,but that won’t be happening on my blog anytime soon. Eh,Live & Learn.
