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Wednesday, November 19, 20085:21 PM
It's been quite a bit since I wrote something, but hey, I feel like I have to today. Big decisions being made in the next couple of days. Last couple of days has made me feel like my world is spinning in every-which way and I can't seem to slow it down. It seems like nothing is under my control and that the only thing I can do is hang on and pray that I won't lose my grip. But I know I won't because the thing I love most is holding on to me ( L ). I just hope things will blow over and that everything works out for everyone who needs to make decisions in the next couple of weeks. Lastly, I just want to thank my girl for talking me through everything that's been going on. Love ya.The World Is Spinning Like Crazy Not much else for today, hopefully a long, meaningful blog will come up. Night, Matty Wednesday, November 12, 20088:47 PM
The Truth  Man, I felt pretty bad today. Ever get those days when someone is telling you something that seems to be so true, but you still have this hunch that it is not true? Well, this was one of those days and of course, I ended up being the one that was doing the wrong thing. (I don't know why I have bets with you, you always seem to win them baby =P ). I felt pretty crap after school, and someone was there for me. It made me feel really good talking about it, but also knowing that there are more than a few people that care about how I feel made me feel really good. On a happier note, it is my little sister (well not so little anymore) 13th Birthday! Everyone is growing up so fast. Not much else to say other than the fact I'm really thankful for friends like you Chey(thanks for everything, really appreciate it =) ( L ). I just love Pam so much and I just want the best for you and for you to be safe, which may mean not believing you, but hey, that's what love does to you I guess. P.s. Speaking of not believing the truth, on the Criminal Minds episode today, Spencer Reed (genuis of the BAU force) believed that his dad was the one who murdered Riley Jenkins, a boy he knew when he was four. Even though the evidence pointed towards another suspect, he still believed it was his dad because during a session of hypnosis, he envisioned a memory of his dad burning bloody clothes. We then find out that the clothes belonged to his mother, who was there when the child pedophile that actually killed Riley was murdered. The father was burning his mother's clothes to protect her. Just funny how the only T.V show I watch had relevence to an incident that happened today. That is all. Night to all =) Matty Tuesday, November 11, 20089:17 PM
Castro Boy =P  Well, another great day with some of my greatest friends. At Timmies today, Chey pointed out one of her old nicknames for me; Astro Boy. Personally, I don't see how this works; I see no resemblence between us. Then Steph added a nice witty comment about how she thought of "Castro Boy." Awesome. Awesome Possum (LOL KEVIN). So yeah, nothing much to say about today other than Timmies and some good laughs there. Oh, and a small arguement with my girl, which I'm sorry for. I shouldn't be so stubborn. Sorry baby (L) :( . Anyways, better getting doing my chemistry. Later and g'night to All :) Matty Monday, November 10, 20088:54 PM
The Walls Surrounding Our Lives  Well, my first blog. Didn't really have much to say, but I figured I would give it a shot. =) Hmm, I never really realized how many things a plain ol' wall could represent until today (Thanks Chey :) ( L ) At first, a wall looks like... well a wall. But think about it, and you'll realize what they can be to others. To some, walls act as a form of security. One feels safe behind the confinement of their room because the walls protect them from everything outside. Or, walls can mean the opposite. Walls can act as a barrier that keep us from being in contact with everyone else. Walls also teach us the meaning of rules and boundaries. When in trouble, we are confined and find ourselves surrounded by walls. They teach us limits that they have on our freedom. They teach us that when we do something wrong, they will be there to make sure we can't escape. On a brighter note, walls can represent trust. One may build a wall of trust and in order to gain their trust, one must "climb" over. I quote, "I've built this wall of trust not to block people out, but to see who cares about me enough to climb on over." This is how I am/used to be. I wouldn't really trust anyone until they did something quite drastic to prove that they cared about how I feel ( you people know who you are =D). At times, walls may seem to be the only thing to take our anger out on, so we punch and kick them, only to hurt ourselves more. Walls express themselves in a way and create a sense of mood for us. In a room of gray walls, one feels depressed and gloomy, because the walls are expressing that feeling. In my kitchen, the walls present a nice, cafe feeling (one day you guys will see it and understand :P). Lastly, walls may act as a way to comfort one's self. When one feels like they need time to themselves, the only things around them no matter where they are, are walls. They hear and see every feeling we experience in our lives. So next time you think of doing something wrong, know that "someone" is always watching... Unless you're outside. =P Matty |
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