Action speaks louder than words
Hi world
Just read an old e-mail that sent me back in time and gave me an uneasy bad feeling. All of a sudden I was sad, unheard and lonely. I did not like where I was or what I was doing at that time. I didn’t recognise or even like myself. I am not going to delete it so that it reminds me never to be like that again.
It is so strange how memories can be so strong that I feel the feelings all over again. Whatever they may be, happy or sad, scared or courageous. It might just be a smell or a song and it all comes back to me.
I have a little bottle of soap from a hotel, it is about 16 years old but the smell always reminded me of my dad. Or the songs that remind me of my first crush and first heartache, (sad song on repeat) hahaha. I still have a sticker that my first mini prom date gave me, I was 5. He was tall and dark and always in detention.
Virgi came over for dinner tonight; it was really nice to just talk to her. We can really talk without ever getting too wrapped in anything to heavy. I really enjoy the time I spend with her. Although I don’t see her all that much she is by far one of the few people whose opinion I truly value. She told me that she is doing really well now and it shows. I am happy to see that.
I bought tickets to Shakira today for Angelica, Sophie, Lucia, Cecy and me of course.
It has been a good day, but I am really tired, me and Jen said that we can’t have such relaxing weekends because we grow softer!
Sweetheart of the day: Virginia
Most Courageous: Jenny
Words of wisdom: Action speaks louder than words!
Ok I know you are all laughing that I would write that as much as I talk but it is true so goodnight.
Just read an old e-mail that sent me back in time and gave me an uneasy bad feeling. All of a sudden I was sad, unheard and lonely. I did not like where I was or what I was doing at that time. I didn’t recognise or even like myself. I am not going to delete it so that it reminds me never to be like that again.
It is so strange how memories can be so strong that I feel the feelings all over again. Whatever they may be, happy or sad, scared or courageous. It might just be a smell or a song and it all comes back to me.
I have a little bottle of soap from a hotel, it is about 16 years old but the smell always reminded me of my dad. Or the songs that remind me of my first crush and first heartache, (sad song on repeat) hahaha. I still have a sticker that my first mini prom date gave me, I was 5. He was tall and dark and always in detention.
Virgi came over for dinner tonight; it was really nice to just talk to her. We can really talk without ever getting too wrapped in anything to heavy. I really enjoy the time I spend with her. Although I don’t see her all that much she is by far one of the few people whose opinion I truly value. She told me that she is doing really well now and it shows. I am happy to see that.
I bought tickets to Shakira today for Angelica, Sophie, Lucia, Cecy and me of course.
It has been a good day, but I am really tired, me and Jen said that we can’t have such relaxing weekends because we grow softer!
Sweetheart of the day: Virginia
Most Courageous: Jenny
Words of wisdom: Action speaks louder than words!
Ok I know you are all laughing that I would write that as much as I talk but it is true so goodnight.
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