Hello friend. Today has been a weird day. (Which means that you should prepare for a weird blog.)
I spent a good portion of today upset due to family issues. I don't want to go into that now. I've done a large amount of ranting regarding that today and I don't want to be brought back into that mood.
Other than being upset with my parents, I spent another large chunk of today thinking about Paul. It takes a lot to motivate me to write lately, and he has motivated me to write. Maybe it's because he's a poet. Maybe it's because I really like him. Or maybe all of the above. Regardless, I've been writing a story-like piece of prose in which he is the main character. I don't quite know where it's going to go yet, but it's nice to be writing again.
The problem is that writing this got me kind of upset. I would like for us to talk more and be getting to know each other. We haven't spoken in a little over a week. I guess it happens, but I found myself thinking that this isn't going to work out.
After a long day in classes and at work and in the research lab, after haywire emotions ranging from anger at my parents to extreme elation from hanging out with my roommates, I got back to my room and received a message from George asking if I was alright. He saw me update my Twitter saying I was upset and was worried about me. We talked for a while and he kind of calmed me down. To try to cheer me up he started talking about our plans for when he comes to the U.S. this summer.
Today, George posted a YouTube video to end a short series he filmed while on vacation called The Beach House Chronicles. He talked about love and marriage. We were talking on skype as I watched the video and he was asking me what I thought. In all honesty, the video was beautiful. What he had to say was wonderful. The way he recorded the video was adorable and true to himself. It is probably my favorite video of his.
Since I started writing this I've been listening to him on the radio. Every other Wednesday evening (early morning for me) George hosts a radio show to his community in New Zealand. Anyone can listen to the show via the internet, and I've been listening since we met in November. I love listening to his show. He plays wonderful music. He's told me how he loves to do the showing knowing that I'm listening. Tonight he's been playing beautiful love songs.
I'm sorry if this blog seems so incredibly incoherent. Today has been one of those days that seems to go on forever and I am so emotionally and physically drained. Despite my being drained, I wanted to update today. This isn't what I wanted to update about though. I wanted to give you a bit of a look into my past so you could better understand where I'm coming from when I ramble like I did today. I'll have to get on that tomorrow or the next day.
I don't really know where I was going with all of this talk of feelings and stories. I should mention that about two months ago I started a story in which George is a main character. Yes, he got me to write as well.
I'll probably post pieces of these stories at some point in the future.
I'm sorry for the rambling. I'm sorry for the lack of actual content. I promise I'll fix that in the future.
Currently playing on my iPod: Up From Under - The Wallflowers
I've been hooked as of late. They really are phenomenal. I suggest you see for yourself.
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