7.12.2005
Mood of the Moment: I really do miss Crystal...
Music of the Moment: Bowling for Soup - Almost
Ok, so I am really tired, and I don't particularly know why. I haven't really done much today...haven't realy been able to because of....I mean...uh...my ankle is doing quite well...and is, uhh, healing beautifully, and, uhh, I am actually hopping around right now, you just can't see me...*sigh*
My Great-Grandfather was here today...I haven't seen him since I was like 14, and even then, it was the second time I'd ever met him...so it was kind of boring, because he just sort of fell asleep after a while. He brought a friend, who is apparently related to me somehow....I think he is my grandmother's half-sister's husband...yea, I think that is it. Yea, it is odd...my family...I guess one cool thing about my grandpaw is that I apparently inherited my love for traveling from him. He loves Europe...he also fought in WWII, the Korean, & the Vietnam wars...I think that is somewhat nifty. He used to own horses, but now he is too old to take care of them, so he sold them. I yelled to him that I like to take pictures (I had to yell, he cant hear otherwise...) and he asked to see some, so I brought a whole stack...and he told me was very good, which made me happy...he asked if I developed them myself, but I told him I had neither the room nor the money for a dark-room...though I would love to have one. ...but yea, he is basically pretty cool.
Good news: I am not as mad as I was last night, still mad, but not so bad...tonight i am very sad...it is for an odd reason, I know whaat it is that is making me sad, but I guess I just don't know why is is actually making me sad...(sorry for the cryptic-ness)...but yea...it is due to a person...but it isn't anything that the person DID...more just the way that they are...if that makes any sense. I don't know. I shall get over it. I always do....but yea, tired of typing...
...I'm going to be a nun...and...I'll probably die cold and alone...
Much Love,
DeAnna
Saying "I love you"
Has nothing to do with meaning it
And I don't trust you
Cause every time you're here
Your intentions are unclear
I spend every hour waiting for a phone call
That I know will never come
I used to think you were the one
Now I'm sick of thinking anything at all...
Music of the Moment: Bowling for Soup - Almost
Ok, so I am really tired, and I don't particularly know why. I haven't really done much today...haven't realy been able to because of....I mean...uh...my ankle is doing quite well...and is, uhh, healing beautifully, and, uhh, I am actually hopping around right now, you just can't see me...*sigh*
My Great-Grandfather was here today...I haven't seen him since I was like 14, and even then, it was the second time I'd ever met him...so it was kind of boring, because he just sort of fell asleep after a while. He brought a friend, who is apparently related to me somehow....I think he is my grandmother's half-sister's husband...yea, I think that is it. Yea, it is odd...my family...I guess one cool thing about my grandpaw is that I apparently inherited my love for traveling from him. He loves Europe...he also fought in WWII, the Korean, & the Vietnam wars...I think that is somewhat nifty. He used to own horses, but now he is too old to take care of them, so he sold them. I yelled to him that I like to take pictures (I had to yell, he cant hear otherwise...) and he asked to see some, so I brought a whole stack...and he told me was very good, which made me happy...he asked if I developed them myself, but I told him I had neither the room nor the money for a dark-room...though I would love to have one. ...but yea, he is basically pretty cool.
Good news: I am not as mad as I was last night, still mad, but not so bad...tonight i am very sad...it is for an odd reason, I know whaat it is that is making me sad, but I guess I just don't know why is is actually making me sad...(sorry for the cryptic-ness)...but yea...it is due to a person...but it isn't anything that the person DID...more just the way that they are...if that makes any sense. I don't know. I shall get over it. I always do....but yea, tired of typing...
...I'm going to be a nun...and...I'll probably die cold and alone...
Much Love,
DeAnna
Saying "I love you"
Has nothing to do with meaning it
And I don't trust you
Cause every time you're here
Your intentions are unclear
I spend every hour waiting for a phone call
That I know will never come
I used to think you were the one
Now I'm sick of thinking anything at all...
# posted by DeAnna : 1:06 AM
