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The Journal of Emily G Myers thingsIguess
12/17/2002 07:06 a.m.
The last entry was a statement. Just to put it out there. To say yeah, a lot's going on and this is what I think. Take it or leave it.
Love is important. I'm afraid of love. I told Koye that if John ever said "I love you" that I'd kick him. I never had to worry about that, though. He was smart enough to realize that. But love is important. And scary. It's taking your whole life and putting it over this cliff and then just waiting to see what happens. Maybe it isn't always that way... but it seems to be that way for me.
I like silver eyeshadow. Carly, my roommate's friend, wore it a lot. And it's a nice thing cause no matter what color your eyes are, it looks good. That's nice cause I have a weird, indefinite eye color.
My dad hates celery but it's one of the few healthy-type-food-things I enjoy. I'm not sure why you need to know that.
Christmas doesn't feel like Christmas this year. My life feels like a permanent vacation. Georgia doesn't feel like home and heaven knows South Carolina doesn’t feel like home. So I feel like every room I'm in is a hotel room. What does this mean about "home" as a concept? Will I ever feel like I'm home again?
I painted my toes today. Not as cool as "I dyed my hair red today" but not too shabby. It's this crazy shade of red that you KNOW could only have come from MY mother. I don't often paint my toenails so it looks really nice. I’m all girly and "did up." Why? Heck, I don't know. Boys, I guess. Isn't that always the way? Dumb boys.
And I think that's all I have to say. Besides the fact that my Scarlet's Walk CD is in my dad's car. I keep forgetting to get it out. I'm silly. And now it's 2 in the morning and I'm going to bed.
I am currently Insecure
I am listening to the news... mmm...
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