borderline verbosity

14 February, 2010 20:17

wrj — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 20:17:37 +0000

Few things
1. Tumblr DOES have email posting.
2. For some reason, it won’t keep my text in the posts.
3. My laptop is being sent to the depot. So I’m using my cell phone to post.
4. Im back to emailing wordpress to post to tumblr
5. Im in the middle of switching from one tumblr blog to another. Old posts will show up here eventually. If you’re looking for something try somanywordssolittletime.tumblr.com

&finally…

Happy Valentines Day!
I know that it’s just a day to spend more money on someone… but i’m a romantic. Expect a series of songs and pictures, as I will probably not be writing today.

Sent from my Windows Mobile® phone.

#keyshia cole #please don’t stop
#vday #valentinesday #valentine

12 February, 2010 12:50

wrj — Fri, 12 Feb 2010 12:50:22 +0000

So, my laptop is being sent to the depot today. Hopefully, at least. I have no clue whether UPS is running in the snow.
I do know being internet-less sucks. Being that most of my friends are out of town, we keep in touch via facebook and skype. I can’t even do that now!
classes are online this semester and no job as of yet….
I really don’t have anything to do.

I can write I guess. Tumblr doesn’t even have posting by email. And hate the mobile site because its got no copy/paste function of its own and it won’t let me post from mine.

So im back to wordpress momentarily. Atleast the wordpress feed can be posted through tumblr.
Yay for loopholes!

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What deux yeux have teux deux teuxday?

wrj — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 11:15:16 +0000

What deux yeux have teux deux teuxday?.

growing pains.

wrj — Sat, 16 Jan 2010 01:09:07 +0000

this=me venting.
Eff breaking up. The saying should be growing up is hard to do.

Shit is hard, & times are rough.

I made all that talk about how this year would be MY year and I don’t see any differenece from last year. A new year just came with new problems. I’m tired of feeling like I have no control over anything that goes on in my life. I’m tired of playing the victim and getting fucked by other peoples decisions. I’m tired of being the kid in every situation in my life.

BUT with the decision to become apart of the grown up world, I gain too much responsibility. In taking the consequences for my own inaction, i inherit problems in a whole new way.

UGH.

With that being vented, I’m not giving up. I just know I have to push myself harder and remember that things don’t always turn out how you want them to. I don’t know why I assumed that things would just all of a sudden be easier. Regardless to the fact that I don’t yet know all of what I’m facing, or even how to deal with my current problems. I’m confident in my abilities to get it done. It has to get easier at some point right?

Besides, I have lived through worse. There are people right now going through worse.

Furthermore, in the past 15 days I’ve realized that New Years resolutions can’t work when you wake up everyday a different person. I’m changed continually everyday but I’ve been hanging onto old dreams and hopes defined by an old me. Focus is good, but when you can refine and refocus your goals every now and then, it gets better.

Wish me luck.

There goes my baby- Usher

wrj — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 13:31:21 +0000

Love this. Kinda feels like MJs lady in my life.

mistakes.

wrj — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 14:20:12 +0000

“When you make the biggest mistake ever, some good has to come from it.”

I was just reading something on my google reader when the above quote caught my eye. I’d been in a kinda funky mood about some of the choices that I’ve been making. I think about my choices before i make them so I don’t regret anything that ive done. i made the best choices i saw availible.
This is not to say that i made the best choice, but I tried. I can admit that I put myself in a BAD place. I hurt myself as well as someone that I cared for.

Thinking about it now, I know that stressing about the circumstances won’t change anything. Its done. All of my apologies and amends were made, and nothing can be changed or redone. I did what I did, and I hold myself accountable for MY actions. Regardless to how it turned out then, the smoke is clearing now. I can see the good and the bad. I’ve walked away from this massive catastrophe in tact, and I’m honestly glad to be where I am now. I’m grateful for the change of pace, a new mentality and new focus for my life.

I can only hope & pray that I am allowed my good thing.

hung up- priscilla renae

wrj — Wed, 06 Jan 2010 17:42:39 +0000

I
picked up the phone
and dialed your house
no one was home
or so I thought
before the final ring
when she picked up
before the voice machine
and I was taken aback
I took two breaths then asked to speak to zack
she said “Who’s calling?”
I didnt say
and then I heard your voice in the background say

“Baby who is that?”
“Baby i dunno, she wont say her name.”
“Gimmie the phone.”

“Hello… hello?”
click
he hung up the phone
SHIT!
he hung up the phone
click
he hung up the phone
just like that
he hung up the phone

well i just sat there
in disbelief
thinking this ain’t happening to me
began to call back
to my surprise
Buzz
the phone lit up before my eyes
i placed it
upon my ear
he said
“I told you not to call me here!”
“Was that your girlfriend?”
i kindly asked
thats when he started talking really fast

“I’m not that type of guy…,
baby you know me!”
“Babe who are you talking to?”
“Nobody…”

[hook]

by now
you could say im tired of all the lies
so tired of player guys
just want somebody to love me
somebody to love me right
by now
so sick of sleeping alone at night
while she lays there by your side
wouldnt it be lovely
wouldnt it be lovely I

I
picked up the phone
and dialed your house
no one was home
thank you Jesus!
I left a message
saying “I hope he loves you better”

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hello…

wrj — Sat, 26 Dec 2009 23:22:23 +0000

<3
'you dont have to try so hard for me to love you. you had me at hello. hello. '

*wave*

writing.

wrj — Sat, 26 Dec 2009 23:18:44 +0000

Ever see people in public and wonder what they are talking about? whats the background story?
I do. Writing about it, it gives me pleasure. Really, I dont love to write about anything as much as that. Its like… a template for a Microsoft document. You see it blandly, but you almost always instantly see a way to make it your own.
When I see parent-to-child, sibling-to-sibling, even spousal or close friend I pay close attention. I see whats going on, and how it would go on if it were me…. i like assuming things about people and read into thier situation and dispostions with others. The closeness, anger, frustration, or whatever. I like to insert joy, pain, fear, or love into situations that need it. Giving them new lives, new morals, new goals.

It really makes things more intresting.

The bad attitude cashier that might have kids and a cheating husband.
The happy go lucky teacher that has a bad side.
…
im just saying.
i like to write. and the social worker inside me likes to imagine the situation behind the person.

the right time.

wrj — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 22:19:59 +0000

John,
its me. I’ve been thinking again. Don’t hate me. I know we talked but there were things I couldn’t say, should’ve said, but didn’t say.

Dane, oh, he’s the other guy…. is dangerous. I think I like that. the possibilities I see for he and I are new and exciting. Dangerous. they go along with the person I want to become. The happiness I want to share. as for the sadness that comes along with it, well I think that its worth it.

As for you and I, I’m sorry, but the possibilities that have presented themselves dont make me happy or excited. The things that we MIGHT share, well, I’m just not so sure its worth it. I think I’m ready to cut my losses and call it quits. & you are so right about what you said. We could make it work. I just don’t want to. I’m sorry you cant convince me, and actually sorry for many other things as well. I’m sorry that my brand of love for you, requires I leave. I’m sorry I have to be the bad guy, or girl. Im sorry that I’d rather be labeled a quitter and a bad person than given credit for trying. I wish in the past I would’ve just been more forefront. I was with everyone but you. I wanted to, I just couldn’t allow myself to. I was afraid to push it i didn’t want to change you. Also I wish you would’ve said what you held in. Silence speaks volumes, but not necessarily of the right things. I read into the silence but reading it and hearing what you meant were two completely different things. Had I known what you meant. We would be so far away from this point right now.

I don’t know if HE is next on this path of mine. I just know that i want more than YOU and I. I can’t stay in this place.
Sedentary is not good for me, and your reluctance to shake things up, move, or even turn over…..
well…
I’m sorry that it fits you so well. I’m sorry you can’t see any other existence.
Sorry love.
Really.
i am.
i swear it.

-Julienne