over a week.

sometimes life just throws you a curveball, ya know?
you think you understand how things are, you think you've got it all figured out, then all of the sudden, everything you think you know just flies out the window.
i don't even know what i thought i knew, but i guess i didn't.

anyways, life is kinda sucking at the moment.
i quit the musical. it was just gonna be too much time and effort into a role i'm just really not that into.
i thought i had a relationship.
but that pretty much is on hold. [for quite a while.]
and i'm okay with that.
i just want to play the field for a little while... get my head on straight, ya know?
[or i could totally jump into a long-term commitment with this cutie cutie cutie from sem. *insert me melting here. like, imagine me as a popsicle on the fourth of july.*
i just want some fun.

which kinda sucks, since it's valentines day.
but i bought myself a present, so suck it couples. lol.

anyways, yeah. i'm doing better now.
i got my hair cut...
think victoria beckham.
[now if i could just get my hands on david...]

and here's the song of the week... it's by julie london.

Love is like a never-ending melody;
Poets have compared it to a symphony,
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon -
But our song of love is slightly out of tune.

Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch;
Now the orchestration doesn't seem so rich.
Seems to me you've changed the tune we used to sing;
Like the bossa nova, love should swing.

We used to harmonize, two souls in perfect time;
Now the song is diff'rent and the words don't even rhyme,
'Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon,
And so what good's a heart that's slightly out of tune?

Tune your heart to me the way it used to be;
Join with me in harmony and sing a song of loving.
We're bound to get in tune again before too long -
There'll be no desafinado
When your heart belongs to me completely,
So you won't be slightly out of tune,
You'll sing along with me.

acadec :]

so, acadec pretty much rocked face.
for being the person "who was gonna hold the team down" i had the second highest scores on the team.
pardon me, but
SUCK IT. oh.
i also medaled in art [what the... i know.] and i got a silver medal in essay.
two years in a row... who rocks?
it was especially nice, because the essay medal was presented to my by my sophomore english teacher.
who gave me a C and said i wasn't too promising in writing.
karma is sometimes my best friend.
not always, but sometimes.

in other news, i'm kinda stupid.
i know... it's not news. but still.
but ya know... somehow i don't feel dumb. i feel like i'm falling into place, ya know? like things are gonna be okay now that i've got things worked out in my head.
i mean, they're not completely worked out, but i still have a better grasp on my own emotions. i feel better about life.

i'm not proud of hurting other people, but...
miss abel is right.
"it's like you two can't breathe right if you're not touching."

how am i supposed to feel guilty over something i've put my whole soul in to?