Just for you...
Normally, I'd be sitting in my bed, trying to read some kind of homework material, but ulitmately dosing off. However, I've decided to take a brief moment to give you a little satisfaction in knowing what I'm presently feeling. Right now, I'm tired. That's what I am-tired and sleepy.
I'm tired in both the physical and emotional sense. Eugene finally came back today. However, it is very unlikely that he will be enrolling at the University. It just doesn't make any sense to me because he has waited until the last minute to do anything, which causes me to believe that he's known that he was going to do this for a while and has just been running from reality. To top it all off, our little social circle has been getting different bits and pieces of information from him and other people, so we ultimately have to come to each other to put the pieces together and try to develop some kind of story for him because he won't come straight out and say that he's struggling. There goes the pride of a male for you. And I think he's getting kind of agitated with me because I'm not being really considerate to his attempts to get us all together to "do it big" (hang out). I'm just tired of him running and want him to face reality, which I think is my reason for brushing him off so much. He's my friend and I don't want him to feel that he has to cover up his true emotions just to appear like everything is fine. I think we're going to have to have another talk.
The piano man and I grabbed a sub sandwich today and ate together in my room for dinner. It's so weird with him, because I can talk to him about absolutely anything, and it goes both ways. For instance, I go to his room and ask him for toilet tissue because I'm about to do number two and he willingly gives it to me and inquires about it. It's so funny and real. I like the reality of our friendship and I feel secure when I'm around him. He makes me smile and I don't have to worry about what's on his mind because he tells it like it is. I might not always like what he has to say, but there is no hiding, because there's nothing to hide. He's spiritually alive and stimulating to the mind. We've gone to church together in the past and have vowed to go to church together on Sundays as long as we have no other obligations. I can actually sit next to him in church as we both sing, pray, and enjoy worshipping our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. It's incredible and as I sit here typing, I'm beginning to see just how surreal it is. I guess you can say he's the full package. Man, I've never said that one before...
Hmmmmm.....that's all I can say right now, because to tell you the truth, I'm at a lost for words. And as I said earlier, I'm sleepy. I guess I'll end it with some lyrics to a song that came to mind from Miss India Arie.
"Cause he is the truth. Said he is so real. And I love the way that he makes me feel. And if I am a reflection of him, then I must be fly because his light, it shines so bright. I wouldn't lie..."
I'm tired in both the physical and emotional sense. Eugene finally came back today. However, it is very unlikely that he will be enrolling at the University. It just doesn't make any sense to me because he has waited until the last minute to do anything, which causes me to believe that he's known that he was going to do this for a while and has just been running from reality. To top it all off, our little social circle has been getting different bits and pieces of information from him and other people, so we ultimately have to come to each other to put the pieces together and try to develop some kind of story for him because he won't come straight out and say that he's struggling. There goes the pride of a male for you. And I think he's getting kind of agitated with me because I'm not being really considerate to his attempts to get us all together to "do it big" (hang out). I'm just tired of him running and want him to face reality, which I think is my reason for brushing him off so much. He's my friend and I don't want him to feel that he has to cover up his true emotions just to appear like everything is fine. I think we're going to have to have another talk.
The piano man and I grabbed a sub sandwich today and ate together in my room for dinner. It's so weird with him, because I can talk to him about absolutely anything, and it goes both ways. For instance, I go to his room and ask him for toilet tissue because I'm about to do number two and he willingly gives it to me and inquires about it. It's so funny and real. I like the reality of our friendship and I feel secure when I'm around him. He makes me smile and I don't have to worry about what's on his mind because he tells it like it is. I might not always like what he has to say, but there is no hiding, because there's nothing to hide. He's spiritually alive and stimulating to the mind. We've gone to church together in the past and have vowed to go to church together on Sundays as long as we have no other obligations. I can actually sit next to him in church as we both sing, pray, and enjoy worshipping our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. It's incredible and as I sit here typing, I'm beginning to see just how surreal it is. I guess you can say he's the full package. Man, I've never said that one before...
Hmmmmm.....that's all I can say right now, because to tell you the truth, I'm at a lost for words. And as I said earlier, I'm sleepy. I guess I'll end it with some lyrics to a song that came to mind from Miss India Arie.
"Cause he is the truth. Said he is so real. And I love the way that he makes me feel. And if I am a reflection of him, then I must be fly because his light, it shines so bright. I wouldn't lie..."
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