And I can't even remember how I like to format this blog anymore, looking back it hasn't been too long since I've wrote... but it sure feels like it!
I'm so happy, cuz for the longest time I could not remember my password that I had made up for this damn blog!! lol
Finally, at 3:40 in the morning it snapped! And I was like, hell yeah!" haha
So... now I am super excited to be "blogging" again. However, now I do not know where I should begin...
Summer is almost over, and oh how I wish I could have written all about it. Oh well, I guess things happen for a reason. I feel like I learned a lot, about more mature shit. Which isn't really my goal in the summer... haha. I like shallow ideas and situations in the summer. But hey, you get what you ask for right? I read an author's opinion on blogging the other day, and they were completely annoyed that nowadays just anyone can get on a computer and "blog" and rat about anything under the sun, without regard for grammar or diction. So, I'm going to try and pay attention to how and what I am writing more....
Tomorrow is my Tia's 92 birthday, talk about spending time with family. Her birthday always feels like it closes up my summer...
I don't want summer to end yet. I'm not ready for the end.. so I'm not going to think about that yet.
I'm starting Incarnate Word this fall. I already registered for my classes. Onto another chapter in my life. I want to take university even more seriously than I did community college. I wanna throw my all into it. I hope I don't lose any friends over this. But if I do, well then, they are good support anyway. ;)
I'm nervous. But I know all my hard work will be paying off soon... I want to study abroad.
I thank God for giving me so many opportunities and I'd like to pat myself on the back a lil' bit for accepting and seizing them.
So, sorry to tell you Blogspot, but I am going to use and ABUSE the hell out of you
(Hopefully daily!) until school and work starts back up. hehe
I guess I'll leave you with this very personal poem. Cuz you're a good ear. :)
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I can’t lay here and let you whisper in my ear these sweet nothings
I can’t stand to feel your breath against my neck when you sleep
I can’t stand when I put my foot in between your legs so I can feel you next to me
I can’t let my fingertips run across your palms over and over again
Tracing out the thoughts in my head that I wish to tell you
I can’t stand the smell of your Burberry cologne on my clothes the next day,
so similar to the smell of raw wood… that strangely drives me a lil’ mad and sad all at once
I can’t stand the way we lay
…Side by side
As if I was really yours and you were really mine.
Madam @ Blogspot
