okay so for the last couple of weeks, people have been teasing me with false hopes of snow. "the weatherman says we'll be getting a couple of inches tomorrow," "you may not have school wednesday because of the snow the weatherman says we're getting," "the weatherman has said that it will snow all weekend so you may want to stock up on salt and stuff." now, i'm not entirely sure that the weatherman was really saying all of this because him and i rarely talk anymore, but if he was then i think perhaps it is time for him to think about a change in profession. like the village that housed the boy who cried wolf, i kinda stopped wasting my time listening to lies about snow. i just gave up that it was going to happen.
so last night i make plans to go out to dinner with a close friend. if you know me at all in real life, you would know that meeting up with friends is one of the hardest things to do in my life. what with my weird family stuff and everyone else's lives, it's hard to find a time that works. i mean, seriously, i think getting my Master's is a lot easier than trying to make plans to meet up. no exaggerations. but anyway, i hadn't seen her in a couple of months and we made plans and it was all easy and awesome and amazing. i was excited.
i wake up this morning and it's white. not the fake white of a couple days ago, but real snow white. with more snow falling. i'm not sure when this snow is going to end, but it might (read:probably) cause my plans to be cancelled. plans that took forever and a day to fall into place. i got a text a few minutes ago from my friend saying: i don't think god wants us to be friends. i think she may be right.
on a happier note, i started writing something that i think might be good once i get into it. the beginning is one of the hardest parts of writing for me because i have a great idea in my head and then i start trying to get it down on paper and realize "oh wait this kinda sucks in real life" and the writing comes hard. i'm hoping to stick to it long enough for that part to finish. so we'll see what happens.
*The Air That I Breathe - Maroon 5
apparently zazu is a sleep talker like you. he woke up from his nap and came to finish sleeping on the couch next to me. then he suddenly sits up eyes open and everything and asks me " where is?" looks confused...lays back down...closes eyes..and he's dead asleep. lol i guess its in the genes! :D
ReplyDelete1. what is read:probably?? 2. did you get into whatever you were writing?
awesome! all the cool people sleep talk.
ReplyDeleteread:probably means you should read might as probably. and not really. i wrote a few different starts and will eventually go back to write it, but at the time i was just not motivated enough.