Jealous @ MindSay

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Off to the Yankees-Mariners game (which the Yankees are going to WIN tonight)!!!!


Jealousssss :-P









^{(so keep the blood in your head...and get your feet on the ground...<3)}

Throughout the building of my business (A Mountain Escape Day Spa), I have had a lot of wonderful support from my community.  I plan to have a little something for everyone here...Not just a day spa, but also art shows, yoga classes, art classes, photography classes, space for meetings, etc.  Everyone has been very excited!

Until one person threw a monkey wrench in the works...for what reason, I'm not exactly sure .  I certainly hope they had a good one, because it might destroy something I have put everything that I have into (a mere two weeks before my opening).

So, my future rests precariously on the edge at the moment.  I will try to get things staightened out tomorrow, but if the worst-case scenario comes to pass (and I cannot open my business for 4-6 months), things could get pretty scary and might even be lost altogether. 

I am an optimist, however, and believe that, whatever the reason is for this obstable being placed in my path, it will ultimately be for good.  I accept responsibility for my part in this misfortune, and I forgive whoever triggered its occurrence.  I would like to believe that they honestly did not know how vast the repercussions could be.

Breathe in.  Breathe out.  Believe.

Dixie currently feels:

Jealous

 

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This blog is for my fellow bespectacled counterparts.

All of the specky, visually impaired, short-sighted, blind-as-a-bat, four-eyed geeks like myself.

 

All of those with 20/20 vision, or contact lenses - you won't understand.

 

Of course, wearing glasses gives you the impression that you're intelligent.

The nerds of the world spend their time sat at computers, reading books, playing video games - our eyes are damaged, so we're forced to wear these discs of refracting glass on our faces.

 

And, there's the bonus of being able to look straight ahead in a blizzard or gale - and not having to squint.

 

But then, there's the walking in the rain.

- Glasses don't come with windscreen wipers, and they SHOULD.

 

There's the swimming.

- It's pretty damn impossible to see the other side of the pool without them, for most, so stay out of our lane.

 

There's the general rough and tumble of the day.

- I've had mine knocked off my face by about four different clumsy people now.

The first one happened the day after I got them!

 

And of course, you'd have to remove them in a mosh pit.

I've knocked mine off myself many a time by forgetting to take them off before I slammed on a bit of Rammstein.

 

 

But don't forget - the worst possible thing about glasses...

 

LOSING THEM ON YOUR HEAD.

 

Seriously!

The world all laugh - when we're looking for them, they're balanced on our head.

 

"Where are they?" - we wail.

"I can't see without them!" - we panic.

 

Eventually, we're told that they're on our head.

And that's when you feel like an idiot - and you may even blush.

 

Mine steam up when I blush.

As well as coming in from the cold weather outside - there! Another downside! Steaming up!

 

 

For all of you non-bespectacled people...

When they're on our head... We don't feel them!

 

They're very light. They're designed to be.

They're comfortable too - they get fitted to the shape of our heads.

 

It's just like when you're wearing a cap, or a hairband. You don't realise it's there after a while.

 

Spare us the humiliation and the panic, two-eyed people of the world.

 

Just tell us where they are, please.

 

 

 

"Hmmm... I don't know! Where DID I put them...?"

This blog is starting to feel pointless. It used to be a lot for poetry, but I hardly write anything new anymore and  no one comments anyways...Now, the point of my blog is to just talk and not  worry about what I say or what others will think, itsn't for other people to read... But I don't find it really helps. I don't know. I'm in a wierd mood and I just don't want to do  anything or feel anything and I want to run away and hide from everything.  I hate being sad all the time. I hate being in love with someone I can't have. I hate  not getting any sleep. I hate being unhealthy. I hate trying constantly and never yielding any results. I try all the time, and  it wears me out but I keep going. I hate how cliche I am sounding right now. I hate that the poetry I seem to write sounds cliche and dumb. I hate being attacked every time I decide to show some feeling or let someone know how I feel . I hate when people say " everything will be alright" or "it's not that bad". I hate being reminded of everything I hate all day long and into the night. I hate how I am so lame to try to end my posts with something "deep" or "complete". I hate this post. I don't actually mean hate, in this post. When I say hate, I really mean it just bothers me... it's just shorter to say. I guess some things I do mean hate... Like sleep. I hate when I don't get sleep... I don't want to want things that don't want me... it's hard living.... having a video memory.... and he's always on my mind.... I want him.....We used to be such good friends.... I miss what we had. He makes me so happy. Now I see him every day and he makes me cry. His arms around her and not me. my first taste of real jealousy.

"why does this still bother me?!"

 

i don't get it, its been a couple of months, n even last night i was thinking that i don't give a fuck anymore, but then some shit happens n i realize that i do. i really fucking do and i don't want to anymore! well i guess i can think of some of the reasons...like i'm jealous i don't have that with somebody, or i'm upset because i know she could do better. i see the pics of them so happy together, n yet i wonder if she knows he fucked me not even a full two days before the two of them got together, not to mention he'd failed to mention anything about her to me before-hand...n yet, why do i care when even she's caused me so much pain? I DON'T FUCKING GET IT!

 

i hate this bullshit.

 

n what's really sad is that she probably isn't gonna see this, n even if she does, she probably still won't think its about him cuz she's too "in love" to see what a cold-hearted fucker she's gotten herself stuck with.

 

fucked. up.

 

(this part was just on facebook): but i guess i'll save them the embarassment by not tagging them in this note...