Sercets

Secret Lyric Game

This is a little game I made up. Kind of like the Secret Game. You take lyrics and everyone tries to guess which lyrics are for them. Here goes:

1.)
and this is how it feels. . .
as we go on, we remember
all the times we, had together
and as our lives change
come whatever
we will still be friends forever
Graduation Friends Forever –Vitamin C

2.)
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish You Were Here –Pink Floyd

3.)
I really feel
That I’m losing my best friend
I can’t believe
This could be the end
Don’t Speak –No Doubt

4.)
Sweet 16 today
She’s looking like her mama a little more everyday
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world.
Butterfly Kisses –Bob Carlisle

5.)
I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chap stick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don’t mind it
I Kissed A Girl –Katy Perry

6.)
Would you look at her
She looks at me
Shes got me thinking about her constantly
But she don’t know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if shes figured out
I’m crazy for this girl
Crazy for This Girl to –Evan And Jaron

Go a head and guess. I bet you won’t know. lol You might. 🙂 Hope you like this game.

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I randomly think about the good and bad times. The moments that make us, well, us. The moments that in an instant will either break us or make us the person we are today. The moment that changed everything about our lives. The one choice that lead us to the path we are today. I think about what moment, what choice, what help make us make this choice, this decision. I wonder how or why we got the conclusion we did.

I randomly think about the choices that have got me to this point in my life. Not just everyone else, but me. It is hard for me to believe I was married for 3 years. It is even harder for me to believe I was with Cody for almost a year. Not hard because it was bad but over all. It is hard for me to believe just over 4 years of my life is gone. . .and I am scared if I blink, another 4 years will be gone. . .If I fall a sleep, I will a wake an old women. Scared of what will lay a head of me.

My father told me as a child I was wishing my life way. You wish to be 16, then 18, then 21 before you know it, you blink your 40. I am starting to believe that. My weeks seem to be getting shorter and my months seem to fly by. I tell myself this is all because I’m so busy. I really, don’t think that it is. I think it is because of my age. I have already wished all my years way. Now time is speeding up. I remember as a kid, the summers would last forever. Our two week breaks would never end. Weekends lasted longer then just a few moments. I still get the two day weekends. They are over before I know it.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not wishing to move time, I’m not wanting to change my past and I truly will never regret my past. Cody once told me, If your life was a movie, would you want to watch it?

Then it hit me, how true is that. Why live life any other way? I imagine when my life is over, when it is all said and done with sitting there watching my life. This beautiful movie, this work of art. I can imagine myself laughing, turning red A LOT, crying, wanting to change the channel but never ever taking back anything, not one moment. Never changing a thing.

I truly believe I am happy with these choices. I truly believe that I am a wonderful person. With all my flaws, imperfectness, with all of my downsides. I am truly a beautiful person and I feel like it has taken me years to finally see that. I am what ever you say I am, but I know what I am.

Amazing Journey

The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours-it is an amazing journey-and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins. — Unknown

Maybe my life hasn’t begun. I truly enjoy knowing others need me and I need someone. I need a few things in life to be happy. One being love, to love someone and to get that love in return. Friends being another one. I love being able to hang out or talk whenever. Having my own space. I miss this at times. I miss not sharing anything but there again I love it too. 😆 I love sharing my house with my other half. I love being able to have my own space too. I think everyone is like that.

I miss my friends in Glasgow. I miss so much from my past. I enjoy my life now. I love so much of it. It’s hard to put into words. I don’t blame anyone for where I’m at in life. I am my own person. I have made every choice for myself. . .not much help from others.

I feel like I need to change things for the better. I need to take charge of my life. I rely on a lot of people. I use to not be that way. I felt like if I can’t do it, then I didn’t need to. I had my own place; by myself. I paid for everything, didn’t care what anyone thought. I did what I wanted and didn’t answer to no one. I was also very lonely during those times. I cried a lot. I had fun at times but over all even thou I had my friends near, I was kind of dating and what not. I was very lonely. I felt empty among groups of people and I felt lost.

At times I miss the people of my past. I wish I could have them near. I wish my past was different. At times I wish now was different. But I don’t know what I want different. I’m not sure what I would change, if I would change anything.

I miss the idea of marriage. I miss the idea that I was almost a mother. I miss the idea of maybe buying a house and working the 9-5. I also don’t miss the fighting and the yelling and never getting anywhere. Always behind and feeling lost. . .again. I do miss the friendship; the closeness we had. I do miss him. . .at times it still hurts. Those months like March and October. Those months hurt the most. The child we almost had. :worried:

I do love the man I’m with. Very much. I worry he truly doesn’t get me but that doesn’t mean I don’t want it to work. I want to be happy. I use to see myself spending the rest of my life with someone else. Now, I try to see myself with him. I do at times. Others; I see us going our own way and being happy that we touched each others lives. I know he loves me. I know he cares.

I feel these emotions from him. But for a while now I also felt rage, fear or passion. So many emotions. Manly anger. I felt so alone at those times. I can’t count how many nights I cried myself to sleep or how many times I had to beg him not to go. I don’t blame him. I don’t blame anyone. I’m not mad at him or anything like that. I don’t resent him for it. I love him. But is it true; love is blind? It hurts to think of us not together. It hurts to breath and I feel sick to think about it. At times I want him so close. I love coming home to him.

I’m not even sure anymore what my point was. I don’t have a reason for this. I’m even sure why I wrote all of this. I have so much inside. I don’t even think I have anyone I can talk to anymore.

One last thought. . .does he love me like I need him too?

PS: The move went great. Been here a week now.

Everyone has something to hide

I got this idea from one of my friends on her myspace profile. You type a little info about how you feel about someone. You don’t put names and you let them guess, who is who. I like the idea. I think it kind of helps me. 🙂 Most likely half the people that these are about won’t even read it but that’s okay. It’s still there if they do decide to be apart of my life again.

  1. We are so many miles a part. I just wish I was their for you as much as you have been for me.
  2. I don’t understand you. I never have. You was one of my first loves. I just wish you didn’t look down apon me so.
  3. I will always love you. I wish sometimes we didn’t live so far apart and we could have got a long.
  4. Simply put, I miss your friendship. You was one of the people that loved me for me. I need you again.
  5. I know we don’t talk very often. I think about you just about every other day. You need to get on a bus and come and see me. . .NOW.
  6. It wasn’t all bad, was it?
  7. I don’t think I have ever or ever will again love someone like I love you. I don’t want to fight anymore. And I hope what you hope, let it not be right now. Please not now. . .later is fine. . .but not now.