the Brits sure know how to make good music.

today is one of those dangerous good days for me,
the type that has me on the edge of my seat.
waking up feeling happy and warm inside.
it doesn't happen often,
and when it does there's a part of me that feels like somehow something or someone is going to ruin it for me.
i really have to stop being a worry wart,
it's not pretty.

tomorrow is surgery day,
as much as i don't want to do it,
i'm just glad i'm getting it over with.

today, i'm just trying to get things done,
so i don't have to worry about it for the next few days.

yesterday,
was beautiful. :]
my little reunion with elementary friends was much needed.
reminiscing of all the good ol' days,
and laughing at all the things christian and steven muttered up last night was one hell of a workout.
leaving clothing parties before it even started was a first for me,
let alone seeing the next big clothing company blow up before my eyes.
to say the least, last night was a success,
i don't think i've been so glad to hang out with old friends in a long time,
or laughed as much as i did in a while.

oh, and i heard a beautiful poem last night at the party,
i don't remember the name of the poet,
but i do remember the poem giving me chills.
it was invigorating,
like a cold shower,
and somehow it's making all literature today so much more prettier.

and lastly,
there's this guy i've only seen twice before.
a part of me has this weird anxiety when i'm in the same room with him,
only because i just can't seem to look past the little flaw he has.
but i'm working on it,
cause there's a stronger part of me that wants to get to know him,
he seems interesting and seems like a great guy to be around.
i just have to learn to leave my old douche bag ways behind me.