Bonjour. Si vous voulons me chercher, vous êtes venu au faux endroit.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
you. when you hold my hand, i cant help but wonder if im here helping or if im being helped instead.. when you clap your hands, i wonder if we're the ones making your day, or you making ours.. giving us a reaction so that we can cope with your sense of timelessness and peace.. when you give me one of those long stares of yours, im afraid to meet your eyes yet afraid to look away.. i do not understand the world as you see it, and neither can you understand mine.. but your silence talks to me in a way that the thousands of words i hear and speak each day never will.. and your smile, when you do smile, how it lights up your face.. renson.. dunno how i spell your name.. but anyways, when you took my hand and kissed it, i nearly died.. it was so sweet.. phyllis.. your sunny disposition and readiness to laugh are so refreshing, you have no idea how it made my day.. i find it hard not to wonder how long this will last.. will you still laugh and smile so easily after youve been here a few more months, a few more years? and to all the nameless people i met today, thank you. we dont know each other, but you have taught me lessons you yourself probably dont understand..
then again, maybe you do, in your own special way.. thank you.
9:34 pm
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
