May 18, 2007

  • Sleepy

    I feel like going to sleep for the next hundred years! Lol. Anyway, a guy named Tim who works at the coffee shop I walk to every morning has asked me out to the movies this Tuesday! I seem to have guys chasing me left right and center and all I wont is a friend!

     

    So, last night Wendy, my Oma and I went to the Maroonda Club and saw Elvis again! It was better then last time, besides hurting my left hip due to dancing. Marnah was also supposed to come but she got into an argument with my Oma. And as I was getting ready I saw her sitting in the dark crying, so I asked, “You still coming?” Marnah replied, “It’s not like anyone wants me to come.” So I just said, “oh ok, stay here and feel sorry for yourself.” Then she snapped and said, “Well at least I didn’t have to go to hospital!” And all this, for the last 4 or so days I've been making her breakfast and coffee in bed, cleaning her room and walking with her to school. So Marnah went to her friend’s house for the night, its 1.30pm and she still hasn’t come home.

     

    Anyway, Allan is moving in this Wednesday and so nearly all of Marnah's and my stuff has been moved into a different room. Don’t know how I moved half the stuff, specially her bed that weighed like 100 tonne! Hahah.

     

    Well I got to go people, my Oma is going shopping and I wont to come to make sure she buys me the right food.

     

    P.s…I haven’t weighed myself but my size 7 jeans are loose again…O.O

     

    Oh, and here is another poem!

    Dreaming of Dreaming

     

    Am I still dreaming?

    Or am I awake?

    Is what I’m seeing real?

    Or is it fake?

     

    Pill after pill,

    Fucking with my mind.

    Where is this cure?

    That I’m so unable to find.

     

    Peacefully sleeping,

    Of a place so far away.

    But I’m held against my will,

    So here I must stay.

     

    Feeling so mellow,

    In the morning sun.

    How did this all start?

    When I don’t know how it begun.

     

    Feeling so numb,

    I cut away the pain.

    Nurses hold me down,

    While I scream, “I’m not insane!”

     

    Dreaming of a dream,

    Too far to touch.

    Dreaming of a dream,

    That hurts so much.

     

    I cry and I cry,

    I lie and a lie.

    Dreaming of the day,

    I finally die.

     

Comments (3)

  • Just let him know you only want to be friends.  If he is a good guy, he will respect your wishes.

    I am loving your poems.

  • size 7 jeans are loose!!! holy crap, you must be thin now, you must be like 45kg by now!! so jealous hehe.
    see I eat nothing and lose weight so damn slowly, you get to enjoy food and enjoy sesame snaps and coffee *drools* and your pants fall off lol...... I wish I was naturally skinny like you..... damn my stupid fat storing body!!

    Are you going to a strip club or something tomorrow with sarah and nat?? lol I think nat mentioned it to me a while ago.......
    I hope we can catch up soon, thank you for your sms's hehehehe... I've decided if he tries to make me involuntary, im going to pack a few things and go stay at a motel at a pub somewhere between your house and my house lol.

    Love ya sugar pie!

  • honey, you're words are music to my soul
    i know exactly how you feel about the pills and stuf
    i love you honey, i hope you know that
    you're so beautiful, you just can't see it yet...
    hang in there, kiddo, you'll pull through, though the road may be rough and hard
    but you'll make it.
    just have faith - and talk to me!
    i miss you!
    xoxo Sam

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