
hmmm,what to write, what to say? ever get to a point in your life that just stops? it doesnt go anywhere else, theres no room to move forward, and yet you want to and need to so desprately? That if you dont move forward, if you dont proceed-you fail? But as hard as you try and want, you cant?
im there. Ive been here for awhile, and although I want to things keep happening that keep me in this one spot. Why am I in this one spot? What here is so important, what am I missing? Its like when you die, if something is left undone, you can't cross over. And thats how I feel- I feel like I cant move to the next position in my life because something here and now is undone. Unsaid. Either one, and I cant do anything about it. It all slips through my fingers, one measly grain of sand at a time, and I cant do anything about it. I dont know how.
Why do I think things through this much? Why do I believe that everything happens for a reason, and everything is pre-destioned for me? Why? Why cant I just live a day and not over analyze every moment of every second, every word spoken repeats in my head over and over.
Yesterday was a good day. I woke up later than I wanted to, but it all worked out ok. I tend to sleep in when Micheal/Sandi are home. Its a) because Micheal doesnt wake me up at 4:30 in the a.m. when he wakes up. and b) I dont want to see them.Weekends are the hardest. Ok, so other than sleeping in, the day went well. Nikki and I met over at the bowling alley and played a game of pool and ate onion rings, they were good. Then we took the bus to the movie theater and saw Stranger Than Fiction, it was good. It dragged on in some places but otherwise it was ok. Will Ferrell is just hysterical, and Dustin Hoffman was in it,. Good actors. Then we went to walmart and the met up with Eric, (her boyfriend) and my blind date (yes, you read that correctly-blind date)Kyle, at the roadhouse. We had dinner, it was good. I was so nervous! Ugh,whatever. Anyways, after dinner Kyle and I ended up going to the Shamrock and Thistle for a few beers. I ended up meeting half of his family-talk about nerve racking! It was good, I had a boddingtons and a smithwicks. YUMMY. We sat and just talked, it was nice. Very sweet. Well, that was my night.