more changes....
Sigh.
I’m not looking forward to my holidays.
It just really spells alone and expensive.
I’m thinking I might stay at home. This is a bad idea because my brother will be at home. Good idea because I can go out to many places I just can’t usually do because I get tired.
I’ve just felt really crap all day.
Thinking I can go out to the beach and surf….
Go to listen to poetry as I use to before I got sick.
I can go to the festival that goes on for a week.
I can take Damon to the river.
I can go see my other best friend who I don’t see to much cos she lives so far away.
I can read my books and play my guitar.
I can write.
See Fi and just do my own thing.
I can do all these things…… but….. I think about these things and I think kinda think…. Sometimes I want to do them on my own and other times…. I don’t.
The poetry things I can do on my own. I always have you just go and meet people there. The guitar and reading is good alone.
The festival I can get someone to come with me I’m sure.
Sometimes I’m really confident in that I think I can do it. I can. I will.
Then only minutes later I’ll be thinking…. Maybe not. I’ll be alone.
Then I think well….I’m sure that I’ll be able to keep myself busy.
I’m really sure I can.
It wouldn’t be so costly and I think I can make the most of it. Go away for a little bit… down to the beach…. Up to the coast to see my cousin. The guy not the one with al the kids. He’s got three kids.
I’ll just go up there for a weekend then come back. The kids are at school and my cousins working. So there’s really nothing for me up there.
I have been wanting to go to the festival for three years and go to the market on a Saturday. This makes me look forward to the holiday.
I can only rely on me.
Me. No one else.
If I want to do this I will. The holiday is what you make of it.
Yeah. That’s right. Defiantly.
Life is what you make of it. God, Just do it. Just look forward to it and 3 weeks of NOT working. Doing what ever you want to.
That makes me feel ….. nice. Good.
That’s right now…. Hopefully I keep thinking like this….
And my attitude won’t change in ten minutes…..
I’m not looking forward to my holidays.
It just really spells alone and expensive.
I’m thinking I might stay at home. This is a bad idea because my brother will be at home. Good idea because I can go out to many places I just can’t usually do because I get tired.
I’ve just felt really crap all day.
Thinking I can go out to the beach and surf….
Go to listen to poetry as I use to before I got sick.
I can go to the festival that goes on for a week.
I can take Damon to the river.
I can go see my other best friend who I don’t see to much cos she lives so far away.
I can read my books and play my guitar.
I can write.
See Fi and just do my own thing.
I can do all these things…… but….. I think about these things and I think kinda think…. Sometimes I want to do them on my own and other times…. I don’t.
The poetry things I can do on my own. I always have you just go and meet people there. The guitar and reading is good alone.
The festival I can get someone to come with me I’m sure.
Sometimes I’m really confident in that I think I can do it. I can. I will.
Then only minutes later I’ll be thinking…. Maybe not. I’ll be alone.
Then I think well….I’m sure that I’ll be able to keep myself busy.
I’m really sure I can.
It wouldn’t be so costly and I think I can make the most of it. Go away for a little bit… down to the beach…. Up to the coast to see my cousin. The guy not the one with al the kids. He’s got three kids.
I’ll just go up there for a weekend then come back. The kids are at school and my cousins working. So there’s really nothing for me up there.
I have been wanting to go to the festival for three years and go to the market on a Saturday. This makes me look forward to the holiday.
I can only rely on me.
Me. No one else.
If I want to do this I will. The holiday is what you make of it.
Yeah. That’s right. Defiantly.
Life is what you make of it. God, Just do it. Just look forward to it and 3 weeks of NOT working. Doing what ever you want to.
That makes me feel ….. nice. Good.
That’s right now…. Hopefully I keep thinking like this….
And my attitude won’t change in ten minutes…..
posted by kaz at 10:19 PM
2 Comments:
A guy goes to the supermarket and notices a beautiful blonde woman wave at
him and says hello.
He's rather taken aback, because he can't place where he knows her from.
So he says, "Do you know me?"
To which she replies, "I think you're the father of one of my kids."
Now his mind travels back to the only time he has ever been unfaithful to
his wife and says, "My God, are you the stripper from my bachelor Party
that I laid on the pool table with all my buddies watching, while your
partner whipped my butt with wet celery?
She looks into his eyes and calmly says......
No, I'm your son's math teacher."
LOL!!!!!!!!
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