For the first time in my life,
I’m content with the unknown,
Taking it one step at a time,
Not knowing what will happen next.
I’m not looking for a fairytale beginning.
I know you feel something, and I’ll find it out soon.
For some reason, I'm not afraid.
I thought this would be the moment of clarity.
The moment that either heal me or destroy me.
But it's neither of those.
What happens, happens.
And this is a rare moment where I truly have no regrets.
A Friday night....I'm at chilling at home and listening to some Freelance Whales. Nothing out of the usual there.
Trying to sort out my feelings. Trying to distinguish actually liking someone from just plain lust.
Fuck it. I'm going to go eat some cake.
Just got back from a bat mitzvah (yay PARTY HARD with middle schoolers).....pretty fun, I suppose. Got my make-up done by my friend's cousin who is a cosmetologist, so that's pretty awesome!
Anyway, I've learned a few things over the past few days. I've learned who I can't trust and where I stand with someone. Maybe they're not the answers I want to hear, but that's life. I'd rather that than ignorance. I learned that it's their loss and that one day, someone is going to come along and appreciate every aspect of me.
"Sometimes it takes a good fall to know exactly where you stand" <3
Hey. I look tired.
But guess what?
I SURVIVED THE CALIFORNIA POWER OUTAGE OF 2011.
Last night was so much fun....went swimming, surrounded by candlelight, neighbors decided to shoot off some fireworks, jumped on the trampoline, and the stars/moon looked BEAUTIFUL.
I think we should have power outages like this once a month. They're awesome. :P
I've been feeling extremely exhausted these past few days.
I mean, I know I went to Warped Tour on Tuesday, so it makes sense that I was on tired the next day.
But I haven't been able to shake this tiredness. I've just been lazing around the house these past few days and even though I can drive and everything, I don't feel like leaving all that much. But while I'm all holed up in my room, I am spending my time creatively, at least. Maybe I'm on my way to becoming a recluse?