i love running until you feel like your heart is going to explode... running and running, i fancy all sorts of self-destructive behaviour this just seems to be the healthiest of the lot.
i feel in need to completely change. head to toe; i should start going to the thrift store again, it's just the one here is just a dive... overpriced rubbish, the ones downtown are filled with tiny little clothes and is even more overpriced, less rubbish, but nothing above a size 4 and my giant voluptous self isn't getting a toe in a size 4.
...i can feel it in my bones. the wanderlust is egging me on. it's time to leave... but there are still 2 and a half more months. it's nice to know though that i'll have my bloody associates degree before i go. i won't be too behind on school. then the trouble is getting into the next one. it won't be before spring though. i can only trust in the universe. it always works out; one way or the other. i love this place, more than words could possibly say, it's the first and only place that has ever felt like home, but it's not time yet. not time to be done wandering. this house that has been my home, will be rented to someone else, and i'll not have it to come back to... someday... someday it will be time; but that's a good long while before that happens.
there's a few more days before my classes start up again. i think i'm going to take to going to the movies all the time, i miss my moosey. it doesn't even seem like she was really here now... like it was all one dream. things go back to the way they were before she came. stay up all night, sleep all day, watch too much buffy, and start rearranging my room begging for something to do. get to the gym, run until i can't feel my body any longer. i reread the goblet of fire just for the hell of it, i had a bug up my ass; and a little bit of insomnia. i spent sunday reading, and then it was done... and i can't wait for the movie to come out even more than before. i want some art project to do, but the lack of money prevents me from my big hopes of projects, i don't have enough room for one of them, and the other i don't have all of the supplies for and i won't for a few months.
i'm just rattling on and on about nothing, because again i'm just killing time. the annoying part is that my computer keyboard has developed a little squeak everytime i press certain keys, mostly the spacebar. i don't understand it really. hrm... i wish the umbrella would get online... i want to talk to him.
ok i'm done rambling. hopefully SG will hold off until my paycheck comes through tomorrow before they try and close it. moo.
ta! shoes! things like goodbye...
i feel in need to completely change. head to toe; i should start going to the thrift store again, it's just the one here is just a dive... overpriced rubbish, the ones downtown are filled with tiny little clothes and is even more overpriced, less rubbish, but nothing above a size 4 and my giant voluptous self isn't getting a toe in a size 4.
...i can feel it in my bones. the wanderlust is egging me on. it's time to leave... but there are still 2 and a half more months. it's nice to know though that i'll have my bloody associates degree before i go. i won't be too behind on school. then the trouble is getting into the next one. it won't be before spring though. i can only trust in the universe. it always works out; one way or the other. i love this place, more than words could possibly say, it's the first and only place that has ever felt like home, but it's not time yet. not time to be done wandering. this house that has been my home, will be rented to someone else, and i'll not have it to come back to... someday... someday it will be time; but that's a good long while before that happens.
there's a few more days before my classes start up again. i think i'm going to take to going to the movies all the time, i miss my moosey. it doesn't even seem like she was really here now... like it was all one dream. things go back to the way they were before she came. stay up all night, sleep all day, watch too much buffy, and start rearranging my room begging for something to do. get to the gym, run until i can't feel my body any longer. i reread the goblet of fire just for the hell of it, i had a bug up my ass; and a little bit of insomnia. i spent sunday reading, and then it was done... and i can't wait for the movie to come out even more than before. i want some art project to do, but the lack of money prevents me from my big hopes of projects, i don't have enough room for one of them, and the other i don't have all of the supplies for and i won't for a few months.
i'm just rattling on and on about nothing, because again i'm just killing time. the annoying part is that my computer keyboard has developed a little squeak everytime i press certain keys, mostly the spacebar. i don't understand it really. hrm... i wish the umbrella would get online... i want to talk to him.
ok i'm done rambling. hopefully SG will hold off until my paycheck comes through tomorrow before they try and close it. moo.
ta! shoes! things like goodbye...
emma35:
i won't be getting a paycheck for sometime. 
awell, that is the price I pay for enjoying the freedom to do absolutely nothing. I really hate running unless I am running from something. It is a chore to get myself onto a treadmil. But, I don't mind running if I'm playing a sport. wanderlust...hmmm i think i have that too. I get bored if I stay in one place for too long. it's even that way with school. well I hope your account doesn't get shut down!
awell, that is the price I pay for enjoying the freedom to do absolutely nothing. I really hate running unless I am running from something. It is a chore to get myself onto a treadmil. But, I don't mind running if I'm playing a sport. wanderlust...hmmm i think i have that too. I get bored if I stay in one place for too long. it's even that way with school. well I hope your account doesn't get shut down!
lizbruning:
Yeah, Baumholder pretty much sucked giant monkey balls, but at least I'm gone and it's possible you'll never have the distinct priviledge of living there 