Saturday, May 04, 2002
He doesn't know I'm here.
He's out there, somewhere in Mangin, and I haven't texted him a thing. I know I shouldn't feel so damn mad. It's his family. Yeah. His family and his job and his chores that he still hasn't finished because he's too damn bullheaded anbd stubborn to think that 57000 boxes of printout will not defeat him. Yeah. I believe in that, and I support that, and I'm happy because my boyfriend has enough damned sense to finish what he's started, even though it IS in my opinion, slave labor.
I understand that, because I am a good girlfriend, and I am blogging in the net store righjt beside the mall because I am still waiting for him, no matter how grim the circumstance.
I'm not mad. I will be pretty soon, but I'm not. Not yet.
I'm not mad because I am reading Shape of the Heart which is ab-so-lute-ly beautiful. Er. Except for the fact that it's so sad that Syaoran and Sakura are broken. What the hell am I talking about. I'm the one writing "Beautiful Alone".
I am babbling because for once I want the damn boy to wait in there. Let. Him. Suffer.
will you catch me when I fall? :: |
named Ekai Ungson
listen to the static
"Wonder" - Megan McCauley
"Everyone is Wrong" - The Donnas
"You and Me" - Lifehouse
"Blind" - Lifehouse
"Lonely No More" - Rob Thomas
"Akap" - Imago
"The Difference" - Matchbox Twenty
"Extraordinary" - Liz Phair