Limerence

This weekend started off casually enough, so imagine my surprise when it turned into an emotional rollercoaster.

First on the block, guilt, from my friend, about what we should do Friday. Then turned to shock fear, surprise, embarrassment, more guilt, contentment.

next day.


angst, boredom, worry, lethargy, sadness, a wary happiness, happy, angry confused, indignant and tired. I'm tired of dealing with all this, its making me feel sick. you know what that makes me? Sick and tired, sick and tired of this bullshit.

next day.

well you get the picture. I laughed, I cried, I yelled, and I contemplated many a things.

The most depressing thing is nothing is resolved, nothing has begun or ended, we are as stagnant as we ever were, with a few alcohol induced moments under our belt and an unshakable feeling time has indeed moved on without us, and now it is going to be a hell of a race to catch up.

well on your mark, get set, go,

I will see you all at the finish line.

Just some points from the weekend. Fought with... well... everyone. Great Thai food with discussions on the universe, fighting in a bookstore while simultaneously checking out the hottest dad ever. almost getting hit by a car. sneaking drinks, Watching a tipsy Angie go into hysterics about her leather jacket being ripped. I swear watch out for that coat check, they lost my sisters cell phone wallet (lost... it was Von dutch and she made sure they put it in the pocket, whatever lost) throwing ice at Jordan, dealing with his temper there following (youuuuu were drunk), dealing with a boy who truly needs more of a female influence in his life, 'cause he just dumb'. Fucking new kids... and fighting with my mother, my sisters, and everyone else who tried to "reach out". Seriously, back off, I'm fine, but I am feeling a little like a cornered wolf right now, and we all know what happens when you push it too far.

Oh, and the place in b.c. might be secured, looking at Thompson river, looking at the pulp mill, looking at alot of things really. Cannot wait till summer, oh and mum is gone all weekend.

Thank you Tennov, but I feel as if if you were a bit of the mark this time

Song: A wolf in sheep's clothing by This Providence

Saying: All the world's a stage,And all the men and women merely players.They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many parts,His acts being seven ages."