Monday, February 06, 2006
Poison, burning in my soul. Who needs Arsenic when you know you'll end up as no more than a intricate piece of Old Lace?
Poetic words aside, Mother came up this weekend (major suprise for me) and we bought tickets for BYU's production in March of my favorite play ever. Front and Center seats. Oh, yeah. I am excited. I even have some of the lines memorized from high school still.
On another note: for those of you who know me, should you later this week see a gal up on campus that looks a heck of a lot like me only wearing glasses... yeah. It's me. They should be coming in this week by Saturday. I'm actually hoping to have them way sooner than that because sewing is not easy when you can't see what you are doing. And reading can be a bit tricky as well when your eyes can't focus. Been having problems for just over a year and finally got around to taking care of it. How exciting, eh? My glasses make me look uber smart which, I guess, intellectually I'm not far off. I just wish that when it came to matters of the heart that I would learn from the past. Instead I prolong the pain and keep bringing it to the surface.
The past five days have dragged on rather. I suppose, though, that I am learning to live life one day at a time. It is not easy and I expect that it will take many more weeks like this past one for me to understand. But, "Every day, in every way, I am getting better and better" (from
The Pink Panther Strikes Again).
So it was expected that I would talk to different people this week, I guess. Yeah, didn't happen. Instead I find that I am just keeping to myself (as usual) and missing my old friends and acquaintences. Such as Kalia, Emm, Shonna, Camber, Kami, Veronica, Yancy, and everyone else. Mostly Kalia, though (no offence to everyone else).
Anyway, need to get my poor, un-focusing eyes to bed. It's almost three. Good thing I do not have class in the morning.
