Sunday, 26 December 2010

Merry Christmas

Ok, so I got some awesome Christmas gifts this year, as per usual. Mainly tyres for my car and a pandora bracelet, with one charm :L Oh yeah, and a boyfriend (sort of a christmas present? ask me if you want to know the story :L)



Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis

But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside



I've had an amazing epiphany of late, where I've realised that it's not all my fault. Everything that's wrong in my life isn't all my fault, and I'm not a bad person simply because bad things happen to me. I know that sounds stupid and simple, and perhaps it's an onver simplification of the revalation I have had. But I feel like I am not entirely responsible anymore.



Jessica: And what are you looking at?
Mickey: The fairest beauty that ever stood before the eyes of a man since Helen danced her willing way in the wondering woes of Troy
Jessica: It's only a gift of words that you shower me, but I have to say that they shine
Mickey: Oh you shine, princess, mine, you shine!



I miss the feeling, you know. I miss feeling like this. I miss music and movies and happiness and sadness and all the goo. I don't really like missing it, because it makes me feel all insecure and stuff, but then I guess that's normal. Nikki says I should be a stereotype, and that if there's any time to be lazy and selfish, it's when I'm 17. Dad says I'm selfless. I don't really know who I am, but I like that I'm figuring it out.



I'm the last straw on a camel's back away from saying those three words

Monday, 20 December 2010

How do you get up?

Let me start by saying sorry
I know I don't tell you how I feel
It takes enough to say 'I want you'
but that's not what you need
I care about you
but love's a much stronger word
and "I like you" really doesn't sum up
how much you're worth

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Getting around to telling people, one by one. Each day a new face, a different hug, another piece of sympathy. Each day nothing changes. What do you want for Christmas? Oh I have a few ideas, none of which you can bring me

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I will search forever
To find a way back
To tonight, where
It's just you and me and honestly
That's everything I need

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I'm sorry for being a disappointment. I'm sorry for being insecure with myself. I wish I could be happy being me. But I'm not happy and I doubt I'll ever be happy. I wish I could make you as happy as you say I do. I wish I didn't disappoint you. How can I miss you already?

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I think if I think too much I’ll think myself away from you
Thinking never does anyone good if it is all too soon
Memories are remedies to stop me wanting you too much
Memory’s my ecstasy to keep me craving you enough

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I wish things didn't have to change. I like consistency and am always opposed to change. I won't even use Microsoft Office 2007. I feel like life is being overwhelming, but I can just ignore it for a while until it gets terrible, then I'll do something about it. Which is not good. And I haven't even started homework yet. It's so hard, this life thing, isn't it?

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My eyes are failing me, everywhere I look I see you
I could bake a chocolate cake for you with tiers up to the moon
Could you show me how it’s done, like you showed me how to fall in love?

Monday, 13 December 2010

I will miss you

I didn't want to let go today.
I mean, I normally don't want to let go, but today, I really didn't want to let go.
I feel so happy when I'm with you. Even in the silences that I'm sure you find awkward but I never do, I'm happy. I like being quiet and just holding your hand and sitting there.
And I like walking home with you. Even when I tell you I hate you. I like having my arm around your waist, and I like kissing your cheek. I just like being around you.
And I didn't want to let go.

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I feel sad a lot when I hear you tell them.
I'm sorry if it upsets you that I'm always crying. This is my way of dealing. I never expected it to be easy.
Sometimes we sit there and cry together, and I feel like we know exactly what each other is thinking. I like knowing what you're thinking. She doesn't want me to know what you're thinking, she gets annoyed when you tell me. I resent her for that. I like knowing things. I need to know things.

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Sometimes when I talk about the future with you I get scared because I don't know how long you'll be here for. I'm so scared of not having you. I've always had you.
I don't like who I am without you. Your love for me has made me a stronger person. You make me believe I can be good.
I want you to stay in my life.
I will miss you, when you inevitably leave.

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I usually end up crying so much that I run out of tears but they keep coming now. Or I get dehydrated. Both of which are bad. Maybe worse than running out? I just get sadder and sadder, I guess. And it gets worse and worse. I feel so lonely =S

Thursday, 9 December 2010

Choose

Carl Barron: You know sometimes you look at yourself in the mirror, and you look good. You're like "You'd better go out today, Carl, you're looking good, how do you stay single?" and other days you're just like "GET FUCKED"

Far out, story of my life, except I have more Get fucked days than How do I stay single? days. This also works in other aspects of my life. Some days my Dad tells me I'm the most generous person he knows and I feel like I should love myself because I'm a pretty cool cat, and other days my english teacher tells me I'm the most insensitive person she's ever met, and I wonder how I can let myself become quite this terrible.



I'm so sick of life always being a balancing act, and someone always being annoyed at me, and me always being annoyed at me. And sitting here, not being able to figure out how to do my homework because lately I've been having a social life and some sleep. Sometimes I wonder what all of this is working towards anyway, which makes me question the purpose of life, and we all know that that never ends well.




Me: Do you think I would like me more if other people liked me more?
Paul: Probably
Me: I wish people liked me more
Paul: I'll always think you're awesome

I think my problem is that not enough people like me and that I'm a disappointment to most of the people I know. Of course, that's a bit of a cop out, because I know it's my fault for upsetting other people, but I think other people liking me would definitely be good.



I feel very happy at the moment. Everything is going well. Which means I'm bracing myself for diappointing. Isn't it funny, the way life works? When you're sad you think you'll always be sad, and when you're happy, you become sad that the happiness can never last. When do we truly get to be happy? Maybe we live for the perfect moments, even if we know it can only get worse. Maybe that happiness, and that knowledge is what it's all about.



And though admittedly all these moments are just in my head
I'll be thinking about them as I'm lying in bed
And I know that admittedly they might not even come true
But in my mind I'm having a pretty good time with you



I don't think people realise all the crap that's going on with me at the moment because I'm pretending that it doesn't effect me, and I was doing a good job too, and then things changed. I don't know how I'm supposed to handle it, I don't know who I'm supposed to be. Sometimes life becomes so overly complicated that I just want to hide in a hole and read a book and go away from life. Because life is hard, and life hurts. And sadness can become so permanent, and happiness never does, and that pretty much sucks.



I got scars on my heart and they won't go away
Looking for someone to take them from me
Everybody knows I'm a little insane
Do you want me?

Saturday, 4 December 2010

Katherine.

Ok, so I finished reading An Abundance of Katherines (John Green guys, John Green) yesterday and it got me so inspired. There are some beautiful quotes in it that I just have to share because they are so full of awesome (just like me). It also got me inspired to continue writing my story (ok, so that may or may not be the book :L)

Which brings me to the next thing I want to talk about (quotes later)
How can I have been so uninspired lately?
In the last year and 9 months (yes, there is significance to that time frame), I have only written 2 parts to my story, and both of them have been sad bits. Which is really sad, because this story is inspired by love.
But I have more to add now (yes, there is also significance to that fact), this is what I wrote yesterday/today:

"Should I be keeping an eye on you two?" Hayden asked jokingly. I liked it when Hayden made fun of us being together even though we weren't (yet?). I liked that Luke was comfortable with Hayden making fun of us being together.
"Oh please" I laughed along "Luke hasn't even kissed me yet" I squeezed his hand a little harder, and poked my tongue out at him. Luke smiled as well.
"We can change that right now if you want?" His question was so much more than a question, we were joking about something we both clearly wanted to much, but couldn't admit to wanting without seeming needy. I wanted to tell him that I wanted it, but I wanted even more for our first kiss to be perfect in a way no other had been. I wanted the fairytale and the romance, and the kiss that people write books about. And this couldn't be it, so I had to say no.
"I can't make it that easy for you sweetie, I'm not just going to tell you what I want, you have to figure it out."
Somewhere in the middle of that statement we stopped dancing the ridiculous dance, it became real, and in that moment we said more to each other than we ever had before.
"So I'm supposed to be able to read your mind?" He asked disbelievingly, as if he was ashamed that I was a cliche girl. But I was in so many ways, because I wanted my fariytale romance, and he just wanted me.
"No, you're supposed to take risks. Half the fun is taking risks, and seeing if they pay off"
He laughed again, as if the metaphor of our conversation didn't even exist, and I was perfectly content to pretend it didn't. As long as he got the hint.

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Quote time =) (equipped with my [over]analysis)

"What is the point of being alive if you don't as least try to do something remarkable?"

I like this quote because, when you first read it, you think that it is very true, that you should be a remarkable person. But then when you finish the book, you realise that Colin doesn't have to be a genius and he doesn't have to win a Nobel Prize to be a remarkable person. Sometimes, being remarkable is what's in your heart. And maybe it's enough to love others and to treat them well, and maybe that's all that life is about. You don't need a theorem about love to know how to love. You don't need a remarkable achievement to be remarkable.



"Paradoxically, he felt as if getting dumped was the only thing happening on the entire dark and silent planet, and also as if it weren't happening at all. He felt himself drifting away from the one-sided whispered conversation, wondering if maybe everything big and heartbreaking and incomprehensible is a paradox."

I like this quote because it pretends to show the paradox, as if there is no analysing to do that hasn't already been done by Colin, but then it uses the words "big and heartbreaking and incomprehensible" which are a paradox in themselves. And you realise that perhaps life is a paradox, because you sometimes feel as if you are the only person alive, and then sometimes you feel as if you are only a tiny piece of the huge world. And this in itself is a comforting feeling, that our lives can be so insignicant.



"Nerd always say that don't give a shit about popularity; but - not having friends sucks. I never liked "cool" kids, personally - I thought they were all dumb little shits. But I'm probably like them in some ways. Like, the other day, I told Hassan I wanted to matter- like, be remembered. And he said "famous is the new popular." Maybe he's right, and maybe I just want to be famous. I was thinking about this tonight, actually, that maybe I want strangers to think I'm cool since people who actually know me don't."

I like this quote because it shows all the natural human insecurities in a few little words. Everyone wants to be cool, but no one likes the cool kids. Maybe it's because we don't like them, but it's probably because we're jealous. Sometimes we wonder what our purpose in life is, and we so often come to the conclusion that we have to matter, we have to be doctors, or fight poverty. We have to do something that makes life worthwhile. Sometimes we want strangers to like us too, and we want our friends to like us, since we don't like ourselves very much. It's so easy for people to see their own imperfections, and to search for something to make up for it.



"And to Colin's mind, at least, there was a deeper repetition: each time, Katherines dumped him because they just didn't like him. They each came to the same conclusion about him. He just wasn't cool enough or good-looking enough or as smart as they'd hoped - in short, he didn't matter enough. And so it happened to him again and again, until it was boring. But montony doesn't make for painlessness. In the first century CE, Roman authorities punished St. Apollonia by crushing her teeth one by one with pliers. Colin often thought about this in relationship to the monotony of dumping; we have thirty-two teeth. After a while, having each tooth individually destroyed probably gets repetitive, even dull. But it never stops hurting."

I like this quote because it makes me sad in a good way. Heart break, is, well, heart breaking. And eventually, it can probably happen so much it gets boring. Failing at life happens to me so often it gets boring. Sometimes things that hurt me make me cry everyday. Eventually, the tears get repetitive and boring. I cry for the same things over and over. But that doesn't make each tear hurt any less. If anything, it makes it hurt more.



"You can love someone so much, he thought. But you can never love people as much as you can miss them."

I like this quote because it is telling me to appreciate what I have when I have it. You don't know how much something means until you lose it, and it's so easy to take things for granted. And maybe that makes you love them a little less, maybe you don't tell them as often as you should that you love them. Sometimes you forget how much they love you, and you have a fight, and you wish they would get out of your life. But the truth is, you love them. And you would miss them, more than you could ever love them, if they were gone. Imagine that in the future, every friend and family member you have dies. And you feel so alone. And then you're allowed to go back to the past and be with them again. Now imagine this is the past. You have them now. Appreciate them. Love them.



"Colin turned into the store's parking lot and stopped the car, but made no move to get out. "I know you're right. I mean, about me being a self-centered asshole."
"Well, it's only sometimes. But still. Just stop."
"I really don't know how," he said. "How do you stop being terrified of getting left behind and ending up by yourself forever and not meaning anything to the world?""

I like the quote because I am terrified of not meaning anything to the world. Sometimes I'm very sure I don't mean anything to the world, and that scares me. It also makes me self-centered. I'm not proud that I'm like this. But I'm scared to change and then fade away.

Wednesday, 1 December 2010

still falling

I guess I got the answer to my question, you have finally faced the fact that she will never love you. And you have moved on. And that terrifies the crap out of me. As much as it hurt me to see you go through each day pining over her, I think it will hurt more to see you with someone else. I'm not ready for you to move on yet. I'm not ready for you to be happy. Perhaps it is rather selfish of me to feel like this, and I am a rather selfish person. I know that you would never let this get in the way of what I mean to you. I know I am one of the most important people in your life. I'm going to be able to believe that, I'm going to let you be happy. I care so much for you, that I will value your happiness above all, after all, isn't this what I what I wanted?

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I'm standing on the edge of something that has the potential to be incredibly beautiful or incredibly ugly and I am holding the balance within my heart. If I just took a chance and trusted myself, I could make this amazing. I could make this life of mine amazing. But I'm scared of taking chances, and I'm even more scared of trusting myself, particularly when it comes to being beautiful.

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I suppose it should be enough for me that I'm being the best me I can be. But it's not. Because I am a continual disappointment to everyone in my life. And sometimes people deny that, but I can tell that they agree, and that they only deny it out of obligation. I wish I was good enough for someone else in my life, maybe then I'd be good enough for myself.

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I probably didn't mention this, but a few days ago, I was amazinlgy extremely happy. I didn't mention it because I didn't want to jinx it, and because I knew it wouldn't last because that's how life works. It doesn't last, the happy doesn't last. The sadness sometimes feels like it lasts forever, but I guess it might not either. The point is that the happy didn't last, and it's stupid to think that it ever could because it doesn't and life is a bitch. And now I am, perhaps sadder than I was happy, and tears come so easily lately. I wish I could just sit with you and have you hug me again and tell me that the world is beautiful, because sometimes it is so hard for me to see.

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I'm going to do english now, it really needs to be done before I leave for work.

=)