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Oh yeah, I got a rat now. hehe. but it doesn't live with the hampster. Psshh..so I am coming home next weekend. but guess what? i cant get a ride home from the airport. Looks like its going to be a lonely train ride home for P-riti. Hrm....yeaaah....I dont know what to write about really. I've been at school. taking classes. flying. working. its been a good time. I went home with a friend this past weekend with a friend who lives in conneticut. It was a good weekend. He has surfer hair. meaning longish and blonde. but he's never surfed in his life. But he looks like he belongs in california. it's going to be weird going home. I mean, I am looking foward to it, but it's going to be so different. I feel so out of place whenever i go home. It's not the same as it used to be, hanging out with the same people you used to hang out with. Cause life goes on, your life does, and their lives go on too. Except now, they aren't intertwined like they used to be. instead, now your life is intertwined in the same time and place as different people. And even if you are close to the people you used to hang out with, it's still different. There is still a gap there, because you havent been around to see their life go on, and be a part of it. i'm going back to how i used to be, back before dan. back to not really being affected by much. it's different now though. cause now i can appreciate things, little things. i was close to going back like that after dan, but then there was dave. being in love does something to people, it makes you blind. which isn't necassarily a bad thing. but it sugar coats everything. I guess it's sort of a good thing unless you let it get out of control and become really blind to everything. And every time i think about going there again, part of me resists it. Because when you are blind to reality, or at least partially blind, it doesnt take much to smack you in the face. I don't want that to happen again. I think next time a relationship comes around it'll be different. but that's how it always works i bet. every one is different because after every relationship you learn something new. i dunno, I am rambling now. alright time to dream. good night. Post a comment in response: |
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