Wake Me Up When September Ends...
SO, its September 30, the last day to an akward month. So much has happened that a month ago, I didn't think it would be like this.
A month ago, it was sunny and 80 degrees outside. Now, it is playing between 50 and 73 and cloudy, rainy, windy...any adjective of Autumn.
A month ago, I was searching for wekend jobs, not wondering if I really wanted one, or if I would get one. Now, I'm looking forward to my first day at Kokomo's tomorrow.
A month ago, I was hanging out with Fat-Head, and things were going GREAT. Now, we're not even friends. I've gone through the heart-break (again), the disapointment, the anger, the regret/resentment, and the retaliation. (NOTE: This time the process was shorter than with A.S.S. I have concluded, sadly, that the more times you go through the let-down the wrong guy leaves~a.k.a. Mr. Wrong/Mr. There's-Someone-Better-For-You~ you with, the easier and quicker it goes through.) I have said and continue to say that the thing that hurt most with him was not the realization that I would never be prized as his girlfriend, but the apiphany that I am no longer his friend who knew everything about him down to the very words he thought or what he liked to eat at certain times/occasions/moods. SOmetimes I get sad to think back on the times we were having fun just being in eachother's company, and to know I would not be able to add onto those memories.
A will admit this, I am thinking about him less, caring less, visiting Memory lane (a whole lot) less.
With the end of a freindship, starts a new season. One I admire and have come to love: Fall.
I know I have bored you with noun upon adjective, upon noun again of why I ABSOLUTELY love fall, so consider yourself lucky. I will spare you.
With this new season comes new stuff. I am content where I am, though like anyone else, i could definitely use improvement. I am happy living a single life, for now. Through two heartbreaks, I have concluded that even one is too many. That's why I am lucky to have Kel-polean. She is single, always has been (will not be forever), and I admire that. Her heart, like everyone elses has been hurt at one moment or another, but she has not recieved a dissapointement like so many have from a relationship. I wish I could be liek her, not that I regret my decisions. A cliche: I have learned from them, they've made me who I am. But, to have a pure heart would be clarifying.
Gotta go, my lunch hour has evaporated.
A month ago, it was sunny and 80 degrees outside. Now, it is playing between 50 and 73 and cloudy, rainy, windy...any adjective of Autumn.
A month ago, I was searching for wekend jobs, not wondering if I really wanted one, or if I would get one. Now, I'm looking forward to my first day at Kokomo's tomorrow.
A month ago, I was hanging out with Fat-Head, and things were going GREAT. Now, we're not even friends. I've gone through the heart-break (again), the disapointment, the anger, the regret/resentment, and the retaliation. (NOTE: This time the process was shorter than with A.S.S. I have concluded, sadly, that the more times you go through the let-down the wrong guy leaves~a.k.a. Mr. Wrong/Mr. There's-Someone-Better-For-You~ you with, the easier and quicker it goes through.) I have said and continue to say that the thing that hurt most with him was not the realization that I would never be prized as his girlfriend, but the apiphany that I am no longer his friend who knew everything about him down to the very words he thought or what he liked to eat at certain times/occasions/moods. SOmetimes I get sad to think back on the times we were having fun just being in eachother's company, and to know I would not be able to add onto those memories.
A will admit this, I am thinking about him less, caring less, visiting Memory lane (a whole lot) less.
With the end of a freindship, starts a new season. One I admire and have come to love: Fall.
I know I have bored you with noun upon adjective, upon noun again of why I ABSOLUTELY love fall, so consider yourself lucky. I will spare you.
With this new season comes new stuff. I am content where I am, though like anyone else, i could definitely use improvement. I am happy living a single life, for now. Through two heartbreaks, I have concluded that even one is too many. That's why I am lucky to have Kel-polean. She is single, always has been (will not be forever), and I admire that. Her heart, like everyone elses has been hurt at one moment or another, but she has not recieved a dissapointement like so many have from a relationship. I wish I could be liek her, not that I regret my decisions. A cliche: I have learned from them, they've made me who I am. But, to have a pure heart would be clarifying.
Gotta go, my lunch hour has evaporated.
posted by Alaina at 12:24 PM
1 Comments:
Sorry about the heartbreak. Fall does not lead to darkness and the deadining of things, but the start of many bigger and brighter things. Keep you chin up. --JOE
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