I got one person confirmed to sign to say that I am who I say I am. I seriously would have been in doubt if my neighbour said "no", she's known me since I've been about 7 years old, so... I just need to find one more, hopefully the one I have in mind will sign. I've house/pet-sat for her for a number of years, before I started working (mostly) full time.
I know everyone will be asking "so, where are you going?" While so far, it's nowhere, if things work out, it will eventually be the UK. Back to the original plan of last year, I suppose. Though, this time we're both stuck half and half, he's his passport but not the time off work/school or the funds; I have the funds and time off work, but not the passport. At some point in time, we're going to have to coordinate, this idea is nearly a year in the running.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Passport
I've put off getting my passport for...quite a while. I was always putting it off because I was always getting it FOR SOMEONE else, not for myself. So when that someone would leave my life, it was an excuse for me to not finish with getting it done. I'd just done the same thing with ex, things were getting rocky, so I pushed passport off to the side, despite having nearly all the information and a secured guarantor.
That said, I'm going to actually get on with it. What if I do want to somewhere fancy? What if I need to visit my new interest? Its something everyone should have anyway, so why not? I just need a few bloody signatures.
Wish me luck.
That said, I'm going to actually get on with it. What if I do want to somewhere fancy? What if I need to visit my new interest? Its something everyone should have anyway, so why not? I just need a few bloody signatures.
Wish me luck.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Randomly fascinating, part II.
I have been wished dead by my ex. I admit, this has been the most "explosive" break up I've ever experienced, but nowhere near the longest running, with constant bickering after the fact. Nor did the ex in that case wish me dead. I'm finding it a bit...petty.
Yes. I wanted out of a relationship with him. No, he wasn't the person I thought he was. But, hell, I guess there's someone out there for him, he can move on. I have. I've not wished my exes dead.
Evidently, he has also gotten into another "relationship" - for the record, we've been broken up 4 days.
I fully admit that I have been talking to someone who I'm really interested in, but quite frankly, I'm contented just staying as friends right now, if we move to something more, then great, the attraction is (still) there from when we were talking before, but it's going to take some time, I think. I need some time to just be "me", alone. Build myself back up again.
But maybe that's just me.
Yes. I wanted out of a relationship with him. No, he wasn't the person I thought he was. But, hell, I guess there's someone out there for him, he can move on. I have. I've not wished my exes dead.
Evidently, he has also gotten into another "relationship" - for the record, we've been broken up 4 days.
I fully admit that I have been talking to someone who I'm really interested in, but quite frankly, I'm contented just staying as friends right now, if we move to something more, then great, the attraction is (still) there from when we were talking before, but it's going to take some time, I think. I need some time to just be "me", alone. Build myself back up again.
But maybe that's just me.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
So. Blog.
First, I hate the term "blog".
Second, while I typically don't like having everything I think to be posted publicly, I thought I'd make the effort to try something "new", opposed to my private blog. Pondersome, maybe, that I've gone through a pointless break-up this week, which I suppose, people can relate to. It's a ponderment, really, because I don't understand his reasoning, but then again, I didn't really read what he said when he broke it off. I just read "breaking it off with you" and that was enough, to be frank.
I know what happened on my end. I won't post it publicly, should he happen to come across this blog and want to start another fight. I just know that after the last fight we had before the break-up, I didn't feel the same. I was already moving on. Or, rather, moving backwards.
My problem, now, is not that he's not around, it's the vast empty space he's left. It's rather fascinating how much contact we'd had throughout the day. And now that I don't have that, well... I need to fill my time with more useful things. Like, maybe reading. Maybe actually completing my goal of reading 50 books in a year. (This is year 4, and I have only come close the first year of my challenge, missing the mark by 3 books.)
I think Diva Destruction "Survive" is a good song for the moment.
How did I let you, tempt me once again,
How did I get into such a mess with you, your
Greatest secret was my private hell,
But you'll escape once more, as I pay for it all.
I may beg now but later it's you,
I'll forget you in the end,
Cause this won't ever last at all.
I'll survive you
I've survived worse,
So don't flatter yourself too much.
If they only knew,
The other side of you,
You're more guilty than I could ever be
But you always lie better than my thruth
And they only hear, whatever they want to.
I'll survive you
I've survived worse,
So don't flatter yourself too much.
Second, while I typically don't like having everything I think to be posted publicly, I thought I'd make the effort to try something "new", opposed to my private blog. Pondersome, maybe, that I've gone through a pointless break-up this week, which I suppose, people can relate to. It's a ponderment, really, because I don't understand his reasoning, but then again, I didn't really read what he said when he broke it off. I just read "breaking it off with you" and that was enough, to be frank.
I know what happened on my end. I won't post it publicly, should he happen to come across this blog and want to start another fight. I just know that after the last fight we had before the break-up, I didn't feel the same. I was already moving on. Or, rather, moving backwards.
My problem, now, is not that he's not around, it's the vast empty space he's left. It's rather fascinating how much contact we'd had throughout the day. And now that I don't have that, well... I need to fill my time with more useful things. Like, maybe reading. Maybe actually completing my goal of reading 50 books in a year. (This is year 4, and I have only come close the first year of my challenge, missing the mark by 3 books.)
I think Diva Destruction "Survive" is a good song for the moment.
How did I let you, tempt me once again,
How did I get into such a mess with you, your
Greatest secret was my private hell,
But you'll escape once more, as I pay for it all.
I may beg now but later it's you,
I'll forget you in the end,
Cause this won't ever last at all.
I'll survive you
I've survived worse,
So don't flatter yourself too much.
If they only knew,
The other side of you,
You're more guilty than I could ever be
But you always lie better than my thruth
And they only hear, whatever they want to.
I'll survive you
I've survived worse,
So don't flatter yourself too much.
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