Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Control Yourself, take only what you need from it.

I feel detached, and distant, and unsure and so many different strange emotions that I haven't felt in a really long time. Last week everything was perfect and everything was going in a really good direction, but then suddenly I feel like everything has changed, things are still going in a good direction but with a mix of a little strange negativity in there, strange feelings.

I had dinner with Stephanie last night and it was really good. We went for sushi and it was nice to see her, it had been a long time, a really long time. She's a pretty damn great person. You know when you have those friends that you know will be there for your whole life? That's what she is like. I know that no matter what is going on or how far apart we are, I will always be able to call and find out what's going on with her. The kind of friend where you can just pick right back up where you left off is a pretty solid friendship.

I don't think that I am going to elaborate and go into why I am feeling so different. It's a strange feeling and I have talked to someone about it. Sometimes there are things that you want to put on your blog but you know that you shouldn't maybe be quite so open about all of it. That's the case here. So I'm done.

I have a strong desire to go shopping...for things that I don't really know.


I want this painting, I think it's beautiful. I love how bright the birds are. Well I really like birds, I want some flying out of the tree that I have on my back. Maybe I will get them when I have kids. That'd be kind of neat.


I also want this dress. I think that the back of it is beautiful. And I want to be as classy as the girl with her long cigarette thing. Anyone know what those things are called?? I might take up smoking if I could use one of those.


This thing really really freaks me out. I don't know why, but I do know that I wouldn't want this thing on me, or anywhere near me for that matter.

2 comments:

Dariane said...

I love you and I miss you

Anonymous said...

um, hi. can i just tell you that my favorite part of this blog is when you go from serious to: "And I want to be as classy as the girl with her long cigarette thing."

i looked it up and apparently it's called a "cigarette holder".

haha...

manda