Things are getting awful real .... chances are this time next month ill be living in the southern hemisphere so far away, I`m starting to have a few doubts but for all the wrong reasons and im even trying to sort out a backup plan if I don't get my visa or if (god forbid) i actually back out.
Its very very cold these days, and there's snow outside ... possibly my favourite weather conditions. Especially with my choices of music, listening to William fitzsimmons or velveteen really makes this weather all the better.
I'm starting to find reasons to stay .... which is weird for me because I don't find myself getting attached to many things/people.
since i've had my tattoo and glasses there have been several people tell me that im `hot` .... I don't like this, im not used to this and I don't believe this. it makes me feel uncomfortable because i have always seen myself as a very ugly person and yet its something i've always wanted to hear so im not sure how to think yet, ill get back to you on that.
okay, onto real things.
I got a sleeve tattoo!!!! I'm soo happy with it. i would put pictures up but i want more done yet, im booked in for tomorrow for a few hours, exciting!
If you're into good literature then you should have a read of this
Lost, mad and drunk with awe
Its a blog by my favourite singer/English professor Keith Buckley, a very clever man.
and if you're into quirky new Zealand people have a look through this
The flying tortoise
Its a very entertaining blog by a kiwi, it includes a lot of gypsy homes fun facts and general good reading.
ill leave you with 1 song today in which the words mean a lot to me.
Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fastWell you see her when you fall asleepBut never to touch and never to keep'Cause you loved her too much and you dive too deep
'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go
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