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Mar. 22nd, 2008 12:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
charlz_lynnWow. I'm fucking floating.
It's spring break. My eye has stopped twitching. My tongue is healing. I feel elated. The sun is shining. I got an A in my crazy hard biology class (no word on calculus yet...), and an A in my clacked-off chemistry class.
I just got home from the greatest 48-hour date ever. My god. Prince charming the gardener lived up to her name, fully. And at some other point I would be well on my way to head-over-heels, and so would she, but right now we can just really really appreciate each other.
Damn. Damn damn damn.
It was interesting to be treated like such a lady. --not at ALL in an incapable way-- At times hard to let go and enjoy, but once I could. My god.
She's somethin else.
On top of everything else... I came home to a letter from my cousin spencer (the content is hard hard hard... his sister is cutting herself and about to get kicked out of my aunt sal's house... but I miss him so much and it's good to hear anything at all).
Also in the mail was an envelope from the One Yet to be Named with a 'prop' in it, which I'll be wearing around my neck for the next week. No, it's not a collar. Can't wait to find out what it's for.
And, finally, I'm going to cirque du soleil tonight with the BT. (!!!!)
I should not feel guilty about allowing people to take me to things that make them happy. And I should definitely not feel guilty about being happy. I just have to remember that.
It's spring break. My eye has stopped twitching. My tongue is healing. I feel elated. The sun is shining. I got an A in my crazy hard biology class (no word on calculus yet...), and an A in my clacked-off chemistry class.
I just got home from the greatest 48-hour date ever. My god. Prince charming the gardener lived up to her name, fully. And at some other point I would be well on my way to head-over-heels, and so would she, but right now we can just really really appreciate each other.
Damn. Damn damn damn.
It was interesting to be treated like such a lady. --not at ALL in an incapable way-- At times hard to let go and enjoy, but once I could. My god.
She's somethin else.
On top of everything else... I came home to a letter from my cousin spencer (the content is hard hard hard... his sister is cutting herself and about to get kicked out of my aunt sal's house... but I miss him so much and it's good to hear anything at all).
Also in the mail was an envelope from the One Yet to be Named with a 'prop' in it, which I'll be wearing around my neck for the next week. No, it's not a collar. Can't wait to find out what it's for.
And, finally, I'm going to cirque du soleil tonight with the BT. (!!!!)
I should not feel guilty about allowing people to take me to things that make them happy. And I should definitely not feel guilty about being happy. I just have to remember that.
