Long Time @ MindSay

I'll tell you a story of Stephanie and her disaserous love life.

 

Ok. So Stephanies bestfriend Angel was from England. Angel moved to Finland and met Stephanie. So Stephanie decided to add all Angels friends from England on to her bebo. So, she started mailing couple of them recurarily. One dude in particular. They talked about everything. And Stephanie kinda started liking this dude. And one time when Steph and Angel where in the same train, they got talking. Angel told Steph that the dude liked her too.

Well, Steph and the dude kept writing mails like nuthin was going on, for a very long time. Then he said he would come and visit Finland. And he also promised to take her out when he would. She was totally happy about it obviously. But it was only a long time away.

So, they kept e-mailing and everything. Talking about the stuff they had.

Then one time, it had been 2 weeks since he had written mail. She was wondering why because he usually came once or twice a week to check his mail.

More time went on and no reply.

Then one day, Angel told her that he had died. She was so devistated.

But life goes on.

 

The End

OMG I just realised that I had not been to my blog site for ages. IT has been that long that i could not even remember the website itself. I had to go to google and do a search and hope it came up with my page. And alas it did. woohoo.

 

I cannot believe i forgot about this place.

So it has been 20+months since i last wrote on here.. crazy amount of time has passed.

 

I hope everyone is well.

Oh man, is my neck HOT right now...


COULD THAT BE BECAUSE I FINALLY FINISHED THE SCARF I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON!?!??!?

2 months, countless hours, many people bothering me with 'aren't you done yet?' and....it's done.
It's as long as my bed, which means it's taller than I am, which is pretty hilarious.

Alllllllllllllllllllllllllllll donnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnne :)

Over You
Now that it's all said and done,
I can't believe you were the one
To build me up then tear me down,
Like an old abandoned house.
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath.
I fell too far, was in way too deep.
Guess I let you get the best of me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought to doubt you;
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces
And spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

You took a hammer to these walls,
Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought to doubt you;
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces
And spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought to doubt you;
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought to doubt you;
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces
And spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
Well I'm putting my heart back together,
'Cause I got over you.
Well I got over you.
I got over you.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

   OK, so it's obvious that I don't keep up with blogging. If there's any connection, there are huge gaps of time in my journal. It's a silly cycle for me though because I feel guilty when I don't write. That means I feel guilty all the time...rough. Then I'm afraid that what I do blog will be boring to read and I'm afraid to post anything. Pathetic huh? That's all I have to say for now.