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AmeliaJones
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Name: Amy
Gender: Female
Interests: painting a mass aray of pictures to fill my digusting white walls, reading a good book, and just havin fun!@!@!
Expertise: Mathmatics, Art, and just being who i was meant to be.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  AmeliaJones007
Member Since:
1/22/2004
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| This week has been about rest and relaxation, even though I am logging somewhere near 30 hours this week at work, i need the money and it is mindless routine anyways, so why not get paid to do something I can do in a trance? Spring Break at home, something I said i didn't want to do this year, but when the time came, it was exactly what I had been so desparately longing for. All of the melodrama and such that preceeded me leaving Anderson made the trip home one to look forward to, especially because amazing NINA drove so I could sleep :) I came home and got to start it the best way that I know I could ever want; dinner with just me and dad. I love the fact that we can spend three hours in a noisy bar over dinner just talking about everything that has been going on. His frustrations with mom and with life and all that, and mine with school and friends and the future. I sip my coffee with baited breath waiting to hear what he has to say and i know that when it comes time for me to talk, he will be doing the same. It one of the constant realtionships that I have come to depend on through the years. When the shit hits the fan,, I can count on my dad to be behind me in what ever I decide to persue, however unconventional it may be. I love the fact that we can share our dreams and passions with one another... Ill end my blab there for now. Later | | |
| Seriously, sometimes I don't know what happens at times when i am completely in a sane sense of mind. | | |
| I feel heart broken... and yet I have no reason to be. I have this strange sinking feeling in my stomach, and just from looking at pictures, tears well up, and i find myself trying to hold it all back. A friend of mine leaves to go to basic today, and I had not really talked to him for a while, but he came back in town to visit his hunny and everybody else before shipping out. Things were really shitty between us last year, and im going to be honest in saying that Im glad things kinda just disapated. we are cool now, and that made me happy. Anyways.. Fricken Valentines day is coming, and Im almost dreading it. But then again, a day is what you make of it, so I have no one to blame but myself. Life is what you make of it, and Im hoping that this is turning out as well as I hope.
I have spent literally hours painting in the last few weeks and it has been some of the release time i have had in a long time. The interal sturggle is strung out with shapes of color on a canvus and even though no words are said, no conversation takes place, I feel as though things make more sense than when I started.
Im going to go do some writing but I will most definately try to make an update soon. later kids. Leave me one please! | | |
| So it wasn't just me, and I guess in some very sad sense, that gives me comfort. I had set in my mind that it was just her and just me, but I was mistaken... it was just him.
I just talked to my brother in a different country, over my computer... that makes me smile. the best part was.. it was free  Im excited.
I have had a lot going on in my life lately, and much that has kinda come and gone too quickly for me to even comprehend. but I know one thing, I don't have to be afraid that the time i have here is going to pass me by while I sit Idle.Experience is something that I wanted, and something i have gotten through all the nights spent in good company. While even the closest friends have their times of trouble, I really hope that it wasn't a fluke to happen in the first place. This week has been one of those that you look back on and think, where did it go, and why do I want it back? i spent some time in the last week looking through my old journals and through some of the stuff that I have added to my new one. There is so much there, and at the same time, I don't really know what to make of everything. Basically it comes down to me wanting to realize what is going on to be a part of truth or if I am going to let it be and say that it is merely a fluke that it worked out that way. Too much philosphy, too little comprehension and time. Ill write more later.
RIP: Ryan Wallace. | | |
| It seems like time stands still.. and things are all just one blur if it weren't for the calendar on the wall. hours turn into days that turn into weeks, and before I know it, the year has come and gone. so much changes and I never even realize it. There is an unspoken rule that your day doesn't really end until you go to bed.. which may or may not be in the "day" that it is supposed to be ending. The nights turn into mornings and all I can do is smile as the sun rises. Time has no hold on what I love. The hours spent talking, drinking, or just laying around with my friends are to be cherished, because they my not ever come again. Life will continue to change, and with it, me.. and before I realize it, I will wake up 10 years from now with some of the most amazing memories that i could ever possibly want. I will be able to look back and say.. yeah, we had some crazy times, but I would never want to have it any other way. I don't want to grow up regreting all the things I never did because I never thought that it would happen. The life I lead is one to the fullest, to what ever degree suites me best. All I can say for now is, Thanks for the memories. | | |
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