Superhuman.
I am not.
Everything is contradicting. Everything.
The disappointment to the gratitude [guess I'll give hints, the ohana matters]. The anticipation to the fear and doubts – seriously getting to me [the homeless issues]. The excitement to the half-baked atmosphere [what else is around the corner?].
Even the songs-of-the-month are worsening it. What could you get from looping Broken Strings [James Morrison ft Nelly Furtado] and Thinking of You [Katy Perry] and Everybody Knows [John Legend] and Am I Still The One [Daniel Powter] anyway? Don’t get me wrong though, they’re still highly recommended, you and I both know that you’ll love it and I rock. hah.
I think I need a happy song in the list.
Probably a person.
Or a healthy lifestyle.
Nah, good news will do. Add a sprinkle of gratitude probably.
Is that as hard to ask for as a decent sized 2 bedroom (both with BIRs) apartment with a decent price tag?
What you pay is what you get, but why do we have to settle for less?
:(
hang in there, i know how hard as hell it can be bout this whole housing thing. hope you guys will pull through. and if not, just crash my (new but small) place in the meantime lo!
hey dear, i say this because i read the comment above by sally, thats why i think u need something comforting.
so yea, here’s a hug, take it. okay, and here’s a word of advice, get a someone, anyone you like la, put him on your to do list every single day. just tell yourself (even if it means conditioning yourself) to love him, take care of him like a pet, love him like he’s your son, (and when he’s barking mad, send him to the pound.) both of you, will somehow manage to break each other’s heart.
and that’s when, you know what matters and what does not.
get a love life. Don’t try to pacify yourself with just a “like” life, because if you don’t cause trouble and break hearts now, you’ll be called a slut/whore at the age of 25++ when what you did was only looking at urself in the mirror and your reflection caught some husband’s eyes.