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I'm jealous because
The water gets to touch your skin.
I'm jealous because
Björk gets to see your day begin.
I'm jealous because
The floor can take your weight.
I'm jealous because
Your mind knows the things you hate.
But I won't be jealous no more
If you let me touch your skin.
I won't be jealous no more
If you let me see your day begin.
I won't be jealous no more
If you can share some of your weight.
And I won't be jealous no more
If you tell me the things that you hate.
Written by Evelyn
Sunday, January 28, 2007
11:46 PM
So I'm down to the last five days. Well, more or less.
I'm already starting to feel the nostalgia sweeping in. And it sucks bigtime.
I was walking on the street today, and listening to My Chemical Romance. And although I was trying real hard to focus on the music, I just kept thinking about things I'd miss. And I had to keep taking deep breaths to calm myself down. I think the people around me would've thought I was crazy.
It's a chore to keep from crying too. Especially when I see Crystal running around the house (or lying). And yea, it sucks to know that I won't be able to see her for a long period of time after Friday. Ah well.
I don't feel as sure as I'm supposed to. And it's starting to freak me out. What if something goes wrong? What if nothing works out right? What if... what if?
This sucks. I'd rather just bring Friday forward, have one big bawl at home before I leave, another at the airport, maybe one on the plane, and get it over with. Urgh! I don't want to be keeping in all these nonsense for five whole days. It's not any fun.
So yea, if I'm a little touchy these few days, please pardon me. I'm not in the best of moods.
Ah well. I just hope everything goes smoothly. I don't want to let some people down. Argh.
Now, there's tomorrow. Which'll probably be the last time I see Mitra for a couple of months. It's going to be tough saying goodbye. Oh well. I guess it's better it be in her house than at the airport. I don't even know what time her flight is on Thursday. She hasn't messaged me.
Maybe instead of swimming in the pool tomorrow, I'll be swimming in my own tears. Ha. Ha. Eff-ing ha.
