Thursday, November 5, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
p.s. i love you
This is all of the things that I want to say but haven't been able to:
I don't think we've been very connected lately. I don't know if you've noticed. It bothers me that you sit on the opposite couch from me, that I can't touch you when we sleep, that we have nothing in common, that you openly didn't care that we'd been together a year and a half even though you knew it meant a lot to me. That I buy you flowers and cook you dinner and write you love letters and make surprises and romance for you and get nothing of the sort back when you know how badly I want it. That you don't seem to want to spend time with my friends. That you don't seem to care when I'm not around. That you've only met my parents once, that you don't seem to want to meet my family. I'm glad you met my grandpa just once before he died. That you never sweep me off my feet or arrange to do something you know I'd like, or even go on that picnic with me I've always wanted. That besides tv we have no common interests. Hell, we don't even have a similar style or remotely similar taste in music. That I've lived in my house a year next month and you have never, not once, stayed over or expressed any interest in doing so. I love you too much to not want you around, but I don't know how much longer I can do this. I feel alone even when we're together. It hurts to love you so much and never (well,5 times, ever) hear or have it expressed back. I honestly just feel like you don't give a shit, that I'm just someone who happens to be in your life that you just put up with.
I want to say all of this, but I probably never will because I'm a coward and I'm too afraid to be alone if we weren't together and since we have no mutual friends I know I'd just never see you again and the thought of that kills me. So there's nothing I can do.
I don't think we've been very connected lately. I don't know if you've noticed. It bothers me that you sit on the opposite couch from me, that I can't touch you when we sleep, that we have nothing in common, that you openly didn't care that we'd been together a year and a half even though you knew it meant a lot to me. That I buy you flowers and cook you dinner and write you love letters and make surprises and romance for you and get nothing of the sort back when you know how badly I want it. That you don't seem to want to spend time with my friends. That you don't seem to care when I'm not around. That you've only met my parents once, that you don't seem to want to meet my family. I'm glad you met my grandpa just once before he died. That you never sweep me off my feet or arrange to do something you know I'd like, or even go on that picnic with me I've always wanted. That besides tv we have no common interests. Hell, we don't even have a similar style or remotely similar taste in music. That I've lived in my house a year next month and you have never, not once, stayed over or expressed any interest in doing so. I love you too much to not want you around, but I don't know how much longer I can do this. I feel alone even when we're together. It hurts to love you so much and never (well,5 times, ever) hear or have it expressed back. I honestly just feel like you don't give a shit, that I'm just someone who happens to be in your life that you just put up with.
I want to say all of this, but I probably never will because I'm a coward and I'm too afraid to be alone if we weren't together and since we have no mutual friends I know I'd just never see you again and the thought of that kills me. So there's nothing I can do.
Monday, October 12, 2009
to do list
Writing portfolio
Drama performance
Contemporary Literature assignment
- American Literature assignment
- Drama exam
- Contemporary Literature exam
All within the next month. Kill me nowwwwwww
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
parklife 09
My beautiful girls and I went to the Parklife music festival this weekend in Brisbane. Nat and I went two years ago and it was great but this year was a different story. The event was very much oversold and therefore incredibly overcrowded and disgusting. One of the stages was stuck at over capacity all day and no one could get in. There were too many bogan boys with southern cross tattoos (bad choice, always), too many skimpy leotards, too many girls with bizzare burnt orange coloured skin, too many jerks, too many elbows to the face throughout the day, and just too many people in general. Won't be attending again, especially since the price doubled in the last two years. Anyway, here we are, the top ones are on my friend Amy's camera (she's the one in the tights), and her flickr is HERE if you're interested, which you should be. So in conculsion, Parklife was the musical festival pits of the year, but my most lovely friends made it all fun. Love you girls xoFriday, September 25, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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