"Sunday night when I cleaned the house,
I find the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of your mother.
On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom...."

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Sooooooo.....
I'm pretty much putting up a new entry because Pip asked me to.... and it's also kind of because I'm tired of seeing that painfully long one everytime I go to my page. Cause, ya know I do that all the time. I'm just egotistical like that.
My statement from my last entry still stands though. My emotions have been kind of flat line. Life has been okay. A couple of weekends ago I went ice skating with Emmy and Brooke which was, of course, a blasty-blast. It really was. I'm just specifying cause I usually say that sarcastically but that time it wasn't sarcastic. We went back to Brooke's where we partied with Rachel and Megan!!

They showed me "shoes" which traumatized me and yet improved my life in so many ways. They also managed to get more rainbow on me.
Then last weekend I was at the wifey's house and we saw Grease (Pippy= totally awesome dancer!), talked to Richard and feasted on Anna's subs on St. Pattie's Day, and ran up an extra $15 on my cell phone bill by texting through most of our SAT class. You can't tell me that's not some hardcore partying!

I think that my overall emotions are so blah when I write these is 1)because I only write them once every few months and don't want to bore you by recapping every little thing and 2) I'm at that point in my mind where I know I should be learning to let go of things and get ready for new things to happen but I'm either too lazy or too clingy to listen to myself. In some aspects, it's good and, in others, not so much.

"Oh the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes..."