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I swear that I can go on forever, again
Please let me know that my one bad day will end
I will go down as your lover, your friend
Give me your lips, and with one kiss we begin
Are you afraid of being alone?
'Cause I am,
I'm lost without you
Are you afraid of leaving tonight?
'Cause I am
I'm lost without you
He makes it feel like its
always raining outside.
Anyway. I'm all torn up inside. I feel like I have no sense of direction anymore. My company is doing great, I have clients who have actually returned to me and asked to start a portfolio with me. I'm flattered...but I just don't know if I'm ready to put everything into this yet. I just wanted something to keep me going, in between parties, in between paychecks...
But I feel like I don't have enough time for myself, yet again. I took some time out yesterday to go watch The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. It was a great movie. I just wished it was a little bit longer.
I also have to admit that during the movie, where Azlan sacraficed himself, I cried. I also cried when Mufasa died in the Lion King. Haha, and here's the story...
When I was a little girl, I had a stuffed lion that I carried around with me, EVERYWHERE. I had an uncle named Peter who was always mad that I'd bring that lion everywhere. Well, one day, he decided to take the lion out of my room when I wasn't home, and burn it in my backyard. I came home with my older brother, and found my burnt lion

so since then, i've been scarred for life.
Yesterday, I spent my day with Scott. We went shopping, we watched a movie, we also baked cookies with his little sister, and then studied together. Ideal weekends. I wish I had more time like this.
Courtney called me yesterday to bitch about her boyfriend. He'd broken up with her (again) and now she's kicking herself in the ass for it. She's co-dependant and can't stand that now she lives alone. I think she needs to get over it.
I've decided that living in a house right now is irritating. I wake up to find roommates being loud and obnoxious. I walk into the kitchen to find that my food is eaten, and my rum is dry. I finally get my ass up to do my laundry, and my room mates have used all of my detergent. My room mates don't change the toilet paper roll, either. They just leave it on the spool, and place more toilet paper on top of the tank. Or near the sink. And it drives me mad. I think that I'm willing to move into an apartment, even though apartments are so... public. I can't bear the fact that I'll be living in paper - thin rooms, where I can possibly hear my neighbors bumpin to music...hopefully, they bump to some Marvin Gaye. Then I can laugh.
I guess thats all I have for this entry.