Writing to reach you

So I was riding my bike from work, thinking about numerous things, dinner, work, the weekend, stuff... You know I write my best stuff on my bike right ? Well...I got a new bike, and I can't ride it and write yet :S So I had to remember it all...and you know how my brain acts when I try to remember stuff right ? That's right, it throws up, violently. That's why I never finish anything and can't play FaitH worth shit. Today I managed to remember a bit of it though, great stuff, progress ? Nah, probably a hiccup... So anyway, I got home and wrote down what I could remember. They say in dreaming we put all our thoughts in order and get over trauma's we experienced during the day ? Well, I almost never dream. Instead I tend to talk to myself all day, preferably in a foreign language, I'm weird like that ? So yea, I'm just ranting right now, it's all true dont worry, I'm just bad at blogging ;) So blah, my weekend was kind of crap. Friday I had a party at the sister of a friend of mine. She's an aspiring painter and works with nuts...you know, the One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest type, not the peanut kind. So anyway, I somehow always get tired, sick, blah, whatever when I'm there. So am acting like a real bastard, having slept on the couch the last party I went to there after I get drunk like a skunk, I really had no right. But hey! :) So anyway, we went home early, yay! So saturday I would be going to Nijmegen, a city some 150km from here ( in a country that's 400kmx400km that's really far...) but I decided to cancel last minute... Why ? Well, people tend to forget to call me. They are just scared of calling my house and I'm the last person in Holland without a mobile phone... That and I had to ride in a 2 person car, with 2 others and lugage.. And we had to sleep in a house that fits 4 people...we were with 11 people... So yea, they didnt really miss me anyway. They only missed me taking pics, that's all I'm good for apparently. And I sooooo wanted to go too, but not if they forget me and I get invited via someone else...bah. So...and on sunday the phone rang. It was the guy that invited me. He asked if I had a moment to talk. He ended up talking, sobbing, crying, panting, for some 90 minutes straight, then my phone battery died. So yea, I had a great weekend. And I start lines with "So" a lot. Oh yea, and I was listening to Novastar singing Never Back Down, while I typed this. Oh...and I watched E.R season 1 the final episode. Darn I love E.R! I found an online shop in holland that sells Season 2, yay! I'm a sucker for drama, it makes me feel like I'm alive. So what did I write ? It's bad, as always, but in my head it sounds so damned good. I should really learn to play an instrument. It's just a snippet, that's all I write these days. "Cos I don't wanna be with you with knives out, and i don't wanna be with you and all your doubts. I forgive you, you forget me, I forget you, you come back." I told you it was a snippet. Some day maybe I'll start putting things together, dotting the i's and all that crap. Right now I can't be bothered, I'm busy enough keeping my sanity in place, cos it's ready to make a run for it. | posted by merc, 1:29 PM