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    Monday

    The 12th of January, 2004 at 07:03 PM

    The weekend ends and the final week begins before freedom becomes a past time of mine. Some of the things I wished break could've been haven't been. And, I don't think they will be by the end of this week.

    So the weekend wasn't as eventful as it had been planned for. With Matt on his way to a cruise, I've pretty much lost the night life activities with the exception of spending time with Justin and Amber. So what will I be doing? Good question. I would really like to work on the website for long hours at night. I really need my paycheck to give me a confidence booster. Then again, I have this addicting video game, GT3. I'm over 20% done with it and the goal as of late is to acquire lots of cash (credits) so I can buy better cars. In other words, not complete a whole lot of the game. I really would like to finish the game b4 school starts. That way I don't mess up my grades by playing video games.

    I did do some things on the weekend tho. I worked, this is good cause I need the hours. I worked by myself sunday evening which was alright by me. I work rather fast when I'm alone. I get into a working groove, singing music to myself and working at an over efficient rate. I had a delightful meeting with Maria at Starbucks for over two and a half hours. Talk of life and its designs. It was time well spent. But each of those nights I wasted my time, in front of a television, numbing my thumbs playing gran turismo.

    I had a clarinet lesson today. That was fun rather than stressful. Although I still am overly tense. I won't have a recital this sunday which is relieving although I would like to get this Ponchielli piece out of my hair. Overall, the lesson was better than I thought it was going to be.

    And now I'm here. I've kindof been fidgety, up tight, nervous, anxious, shaking, siezing. Ok, maybe not that last one. All this because I will hear whether or not I have a good chance of getting into vet school sometime during this week. Also cause I want to work a crazy amount of time before school starts but I just can't bring myself mentally to do it. And with school starting everything is just building up.

    Sometimes I feel a shortness of breath and my chest gets a pain in it. It isn't necessarily sharp. But I predict some day in the near future I will have a heart attack because that is how my life just tends to go.

    And I leave with a song that fits the mood and the predicted activities of this week. I strongly suggest downloading this song. I guess it could almost be classified as country. But it's Rufus and I love his stuff:

    People will know when they see this show
    The kind of a guy I am
    They'll recognize just what I stand for and what I just can't stand
    They'll perceive what I believe in
    And what I know is true
    And they'll recognize
    I'm a one man guy
    Always was through and through

    People meditate
    Hey that's just great
    Trying to find the inner you
    People depend on family and friend
    And other folks to pull them through

    I don't know why I'm a one man guy
    Or why I'm a one man show
    But these three cubic feet of bone and blood and meat are all I love and know

    'Cause I'm a one man guy in the morning
    Same in the afternoon
    One man guy when the sun goes down
    I whistle me a one man tune

    One man guy a one man guy
    Only kind of guy to be
    I'm a one man guy
    I'm a one man guy
    I'm a one man guy is me

    I'm gonna bathe and shave
    And dress myself and eat solo every night
    Unplug the phone, sleep alone
    Stay away out of sight
    Sure it's kind of lonely
    Yeah it's sort of sick
    Being your own one and only
    Is a dirty selfish trick

    'Cause I'm a one man guy in the morning
    Same in the afternoon
    One man guy when the sun goes down
    I whistle me a one man tune
    One man guy a one man guy
    Only kind of guy to be
    I'm a one man guy
    I'm a one man guy
    I'm a one man guy is me

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