Brushing it Off 9/15/04
*He looks around the room he abondoned two months short of a year ago. The cobwebs covering the corners sadden him, yet somehow intrigue him with their new darkness and spooky nature. He coughs once and decides its not worth it and brushes them down. Looking around he sees this dark room, reminiscent of both happy and sad occasions, yet now forever doomed to the latter of the two. He wipes the dust from a chair and sits with his hands on his knees.*
Wow. Its been forever. I haven't been in here in quite a while, and I'm debating whether or not to invite my old reader(s) to join me again in this room of despair. Much has happened. I also debate whether or not to go over everything. I guess I may as well. I warn you now the following is completely random. Some thoughts will be mentioned and passed, the more important dwelled on for a bit. Not necessarily interesting, but I need a seive.
Lets see, when I last updated this, I was seeing Rose. Thats not the case. We broke up a few months ago due to theological differences, along with several other disputes of thought (or lack thereof). On that note, I've returned to my wiccan beliefs. Not ecstatic news for those who believed me "saved" but my same questions arose once more, and even with the aid of good people, they could not be answered. This is one reason why Rose and I parted, because she'd stated many times that she could not see herself with anyone not of Christian influence. I guess on that note, I started another relationship. This one with someone who I've had deep feelings for since I met her in my freshman year. This however did not last as long as I had hoped, for she still longs for the embrace of another over my own. Yet still, I continue to love her dearly. Many would say I am doing the exact same as she, but if that is the case, I guess I slightly understand her reasoning. My deep love for her leads me to continue to long for her, even though I know absolutely nothing will come of it. *sighs* I'm sure all of my readers know from my whinings to them already that this individuals name is Margaret Dowda. I thank these people also for listening to my whinings over such a subject. *bows deeply* Um, lets see, I've started my junior year in high school. I'm tuba section leader in the marching band, though leading those ingrates is not something I find myself ecstatic about. I am also vice president of our TSA chapter, but my same feelings apply for this organization I fear. Let's see, what else. *hums lightly* Oh yes, whores in my life. Jamie Hulsey decided that she would come for a visit around the beginning of the summer and stay at our home about three months, killing any respect or kindness any of us held for her when she arrived. Also my mother is continuing her streak of harlotism (I guess thats a word)which irks me to no end. On a much more jovial note, a close friend to me has found happiness *bows to Wendi* Congratulations and best wishes to the both of you mdear. I guess thats everything thats of any significance. And I wonder why I wish to put myself under the mercy of a pistol? About 90% of that... *sighs* Whatever. Well I'm planning on having the site back up in case my old readers wish to return, for they will always be welcome. I give no guarantees on a steady update schedule though. I tried to do that last time I was in here, but it didn't work out so well. I'll try though. This is a good seive for my thoughts, and it doesn't make it so poor innocent people have to listen to my ramblings. I guess I shall retreat now, I have Algebra homework to do. *sighs*
*Quietly cleans his dark abode before sinking out to complete other menial tasks.*
