4 posts tagged “live”
Hi, Jen here. Pretty much the same one. But I'm in a whole new world now. I broke up with Cameron, moved in with Young Bryan, and am in one of the most bizarre love triangles ever between him and Mike. I live with Bryan, and he's... technically my boyfriend, but we're in an open relationship, so I'm also sort of dating Mike. But, they're best friends and we're all completely aware of the situation, so it's awkward at times when we're all hanging out. I love them both. I just want to be close to the people I care about.
We're all going to be porn stars. Kickass, eh?
I'm practicing more yoga and studying more magick. I'm having fun with food and creating things. I'm learning to live in the moment, for the moment. I'm experiencing things most people can't even dream about and seeing the world in a million new ways.
I'm happier than I've ever been.
Life is wonderful.
Tuesday
April 21st
8:48pm
I can't stop the woods and the beach and the fire and the sun and the stars from swirling around each other in my head. Every second I spend in a building or a house makes me feel like I'm being punished, and I just need to break out and look up to see forever again. Being out there so much after so many years away has brought back all my old summer memories. Running as swiftly as possible through the branches to discover the mystery that is the other side of the hill, watching the animals live in a way they have for longer than I can begin to imagine. Sneaking out into the yard in the middle of the night just to watch the moon rise, the meteors fall, and the bats flitter, and making coffee (the only time I ever did like it) with my sister at sunrise. I crave it, the freedom of leisurely time in nature with good company, uninterrupted.
Homesick, I guess you could call it. Only far more fierce.
Calm down, Jen. Saturday's getting closer.
Tuesday
February 17th
9:30pm
I'M BACK! And better than ever. >;D
A pathway through my grandma's wall of boxes has FINALLY been cleared enough for me to get to the computer. 'Bout time, eh? I've been working my little pat00tie off earning moneys and watching a million people get fired. And my kuzn/besty flew away. And my fish died. But my kuzn's flying back next week ALIVE and my fishy lived a long, fulfilling life, so all is right with the world.
Best of all, I've decided to never go to Cameron's house again because of his mother's most recent bitchnonsense. I haven't been there in a few weeks and it's seriously improved my mental health. AND my relationship. I actually enjoy the time I spend with Cameron now. It's wonderful.
HOWEVER. What's not wonderful is the fact that gramma's in Florida, and the busses don't run early enough to take me to work. And I forgot AGAIN to call the other busses for a ride and now it's too late, so I have to beg Cameron to take me to work the next two days. Which he might not be tooo upset about because we had a very good day today. >;D But no, he's been so sweet about helping me. I hate having the busses pick me up from my house, because all these really creepy people on there see EXACTLY where I live. NOT. FUN.
Speaking of creepy people. There's like. 3,215,632,672,643 of them buying juice from me daily. And they're all male. If you catch my drift. Which I think you do. This one guy gave me a MIX CD. WHAT?! NO! GET YOUR REPTILIAN RUSSIAN UNIBROW AWAY FROM ME, THANK YOU! And Creepy Joe gives me a five dollar tip every Saturday, and winks and makes kissy faces at all of us poor girls.
Pas terrible.
Georgia Nicolson's two most recent books of confessioniness are now in my noggin. And bookshelf.
I'm dying to get my hands on the VERY LAST ONE EVER. And the movie. Which was never released in US theaters for some ready-to-make-me-murder-people reason.
Wonder what number she'll get up to before the series ends.
Oo-er.
Monday, July 7th
6pm
I really don't know what to do.
There's no way in hell that I can stay in this house until I'm out of college. But I can't make enough money to get out on my own until after that.
I've thought about asking Aunt Donna to let me move in with her, but there's no bus stop near there, so I'd have no way to get to a job. And without the job I can't afford the school.
I could get a car. But I can't afford a car and school at the same time. And no one has even fucking taught me to drive yet. I'm nineteen fucking years old.
Maybe I should put off school until I have a car and can afford gas and insurance... and school. So I can move out sooner. But then what if I can never afford it. What if I get trapped in a shitty, minimum wage job with too many bills to even save up for college. I feel sick. I don't want to live like my mother.
