It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to

Why do I even care if T told me happy birthday before she did… She surprised me last year and I’m still holding my breathe.. and fighting my urge for pizza… and failing. I wonder if I piss her off… or could she find it romantic too? I’ve never feel like this before.

I want to learn how to make videos like this:

I wouldn’t dare tell anyone else that I downloaded Premiere… and stared at it for a minute. It was almost as overwhelming. How did this happen?

It amazes me – how the mind works. How do is it that over 10 years after I graduated, I start thinking about how he was moved into my algebra I class half way through the year in 7th grade with a bunch of other guys. Our class was all female before that. That was the first time he interrupted my energy.. They sat in the back at this long table. Why do I think about these things?

Internal battles are something else. I try to stay away from lifehouse, since, you know, I don’t want to get beat up – but it’s pretty much how I feel today. The only thing that I want to do is spend time with her.

Sometimes love don’t feel like it should

Today, I faced my fears.. and gave her the card that was burning a hole in my pocket. She was perfectly sweet to me, just as I expected. My new computer watch was even noticed, I’d hate to tell her I have no idea how to use the thing. I hope it brightens her day and fills her heart with warmth. She looked a little sad, but I would never try to hold a whole conversation with someone at work. I kept it professional and then left.

This was the first song that I took note of on the radio this morning. I think that there was one on when I got in the car but it must not have been very impactful.

This morning before work, this image game me some hope, inspiration and all those important things.  It really made me think about security and the deepest of feelings for someone.  I never let society define me… or my love.

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They’re talkin’ about you and it’s bringin’ me down

Today, I heard this song on the radio… and it took me back to the day my sister and niece saw her at walmart when she was buying her bike. The look on my sister’s face when she was talking to me about it said… “Sis.. believe what you want, but your lady is bi.. and with a guy.” Why couldn’t she have been wrong.. just this once.

I often wonder if I am convincingly over her.. but I am sure she sees right through it. It’s one of those things when you are glad people can see right through you, but at least your trying.