the rain really calms me down. i never get scared of storms, thunder, lightning (well sometimes), hail, and the rain. i remember when we were on chicago tour i would stare outside while everyone else would fall asleep. i was also one of the few to think that the weather was true and gorgeous. i was so inspired i actually wrote one of my favorite poems on the bus. hah, that i had charlie, daniel, and kathryn critique. it just makes a lot of sense. comment on it if you will:
Your fingers preyed against the wet window
and I wish that I could feel your pain.
Too bad I've gathered your true intentions,
It's made me dumb-founded that you're so vain.
The sky screams in mercy, from the ungrateful us,
and I'll walk in pure ignorance
until abhorrence begins to rush.
But you'll still sit in that spot
looking naive, ambitious, and innocent;
I'll continue to wish that i were you
living in continual contentment.
It's pretty farfetched, but those of you abstract thinkers could possibly enjoy it.
Last night with nik, dan, and charlie was really fun. daniel's so adorable with how he acts around her =). and between all of us smacking each other, daniel throwing my shoe, "watching" those children next to us, making fun of the entire movie with nik, and of course cuddling charlie made the evening quite the enjoyable kind. After the movie we went to Island's to get some food quickly and soon have nik's dad pick us up. The reason for such of a hurry? My Mother. Everytime i go out, and i mean EVERYTIME, she has to make up some excuse as to why she can get mad at me. I just want to know how to be a better child for her. In a nutshell, she expects me to fail in life, even if she is the one to make me do so.
Today's been uneventful but not bad. Well, not horrible. I've done a lot of thinking because that's just what i do. I'm pretty abnormal (if you believe in that sort of thing) when it comes to the amount of how much i think. Literally, i just sit in my room and think. Logic, Philosophy, Theology, Matter, Love, Death, Hate, you name it, i think about it. And lately somethings just won't leave my head, and i think about it until it hurts to think anymore. i wish i could stop sometimes, but it happens for a reason i guess. everything happens for a reason. yeah i'm one of those believers. meow, whatcha gonna do?