i write tonights entry to you from good ole roswell georgia. it feels so good to be back here. a little weird, but i dont think enough time has passed yet to get that surreal feeling you get.
however i have to say it was weird packing a bag to come to my own house.
opening my closet and seeing only my sucky clothes were inside.
my makeup isnt sprawled out on my vanity.
kelley isnt downstairs.
i didnt go to or care about the rhs football game today.
i feel separated from this place yet i still feel such a strong connection to it.
in truth i loved roswell. i am suburbanite, queen of the suburbs haha. the charm of atlanta right at your fingertips with the safety and cozy feeling of a small town. we have it all right here.
and that is why i loved being a bitch in the burbs.
i feel very much older. like my parents treat me a little less like a child even though they still worry about me making it here in the traffic ok and still want to know where i go at night and when ill be home etc.
my mom made roast and mashed potatoes and peas and rolls and chocolate pie. and i didnt eat it off a tray. and it had salt in it.
tonight i will get in my bed and i wont have to climb a ladder to do so. theres carpet here. no florescent lights will be found here my dears ...this place kinda sounds like heaven when you compare certain things.
my advice to you current seniors: take it all in a remember it, appreciate it.
you wont but ill tell u to anyway. no one ever really does.
which brings me to my next point: how frickin amazing is jmay? i mean cmon. when my copy of continuum arrived in the mail on wednesday, i looked at the box, carefully opened it, looked through the booklet, and then slowly slipped it into my computer thinking "here is the soundtrack to the next four years of my life" i know sarah will probably write some anonymously-signed "john mayer sucks" comment on this but oh well, you can say what you want but he is amazing at the guitar, his tunes are mad crazy funky get down, and the lyrics are so eloquent and well-spoken, i see my life in his songs.
as i scanned through the cd for the first time i stumbled upon a song called "stop this train". if there was ever a song that so correctly and effectively put how i truly deep inside felt, it would have to be this one. check it out:
Once in awhile when it's good
it'll feel like it should
And they're all still around
and you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
till you cry when you're driving
away in the dark
just singing
Stop this train
I wanna get off and go home again
I can't take the speed
it's movin' in
I know I can't
'cuz now I see
I'll never stop this train
so i turn the lights out and go to sleep in my comfy bed now. no roomates, no tile floor, no ass water. just a place i love even though maybe only for the nostalgia of it all. it feels empty here now, but home is home.
Friday, September 15, 2006
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dude. i swear to God. every time i read these things i end up crying. What the hell. I think im stable and then..angie's blog. u= awesome forever!!!!!
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