Då kom den dagen jag inte trodde fanns...

... Jag blev förälskad.

...

ohh...

I come home in 26 days.

But my heart isn't in it this time.

I am going to miss Provo so terribly by June, I can already tell. (More likely May, but still.)

I just... I just...

...

My heart's in Provo now.

And it's seriously going to stay there until I find a new home of my own.



And that's just the way it is.

I am freakin' exhausted.

but life is effin AMAZING.

hmmmm.....

date next weekend. oh yes.

=^_^=

it's all a state of mind.

3 weeks from Wednesday is my official audition for the music performance major.

And I can do it.

I need to keep reminding myself that, because I am my own toughest critic.

I can do it.

No matter what happens with me or my friends, I won't any of that effect me.

I can do it.

I have the capacity.

I WILL PREVAIL.

and I wonder what would happen if I was given the same amount of thought that I give you.

y'know, all those thinking-of-you notes, pleasant surprises, and just general appreciation.

difficult for some, I know.

but would it change your perspective if you knew that I never got anything like that?

I really just want this to go somewhere.

I just want to try, at least. Let me see if what I'm feeling might actually be correct, for the first time in my life.

Ask me, ask me, ask me. I'll say yes.

Please?

...

Let me view him through the eyes that I never had.

Let me love him wholly with the heart that does not even belong to me. [it belongs to you]

Let me understand the meaning of this life...

I think I'm going to begin a series/collection of oneshots on FP (fictionpress, for those of you I haven't told before) all based on a lyric of some sort. I've already written two, working on a third.

It's weird moments, really. I'm walking to class listening to my music - and I'm already watching people constantly; it's just this thing I do - and then I will hear a lyric and see a person walk past me. Then suddenly, a scenario will pop in my head in accordance with the looks of the person-who-just-walked-past-me and the lyric I just heard.

It's an odd sensation.

But I like it. =]

I think I need more responsive friends. ¬_¬





Happy St. Patrick's Day!