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EDIT: But the song is mean and won't show so here's the direct link for it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DiT67KYS5Fs
I made this blog to celebrate my 1000th post.
But also to share some of my thoughts.
Today while on my daily biking hour I saw a dead pigeon which I found mildly creepy.
I wonder if it's a sign of something... ?
I also went to this little park near my house (There are many little parks near my house...) and I saw this person sitting on the grass with a little tennis ball, s/he was throwing it for his/her dog to fetch it. While s/he was dressed in a rather masculine way I'm still not sure of her/his gender but I got this weird urge to talk to him/her, I didn't do it in the end... I wasn't brave enough.
I wonder if s/he felt that way too... ?
If soulmates do exist... Do they feel that way too?
I feel like this isn't the last time I'll see this person...
Maybe my hormones and imagination are going to far...
Or maybe I'm just to influenced by Madame Bovary's ideas.
Oh but wouldn't it be wonderful to live a romance like those of books?
...
I wonder if I'll ever get one? A romance like that...
If I think i never will then certainly it will never happen, but if I don't then I'll just end up frustrated.
Have you noticed how I wonder many things?
I wonder if this questions will ever get answers...
Or if I will ever stop asking them to myself...
I guess only time will tell...
But I'm too impatient.
[yt]DiT67KYS5Fs[/yt]
EDIT: But the song is mean and won't show so here's the direct link for it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DiT67KYS5Fs
I made this blog to celebrate my 1000th post.
But also to share some of my thoughts.
Today while on my daily biking hour I saw a dead pigeon which I found mildly creepy.
I wonder if it's a sign of something... ?
I also went to this little park near my house (There are many little parks near my house...) and I saw this person sitting on the grass with a little tennis ball, s/he was throwing it for his/her dog to fetch it. While s/he was dressed in a rather masculine way I'm still not sure of her/his gender but I got this weird urge to talk to him/her, I didn't do it in the end... I wasn't brave enough.
I wonder if s/he felt that way too... ?
If soulmates do exist... Do they feel that way too?
I feel like this isn't the last time I'll see this person...
Maybe my hormones and imagination are going to far...
Or maybe I'm just to influenced by Madame Bovary's ideas.
Oh but wouldn't it be wonderful to live a romance like those of books?
...
I wonder if I'll ever get one? A romance like that...
If I think i never will then certainly it will never happen, but if I don't then I'll just end up frustrated.
Have you noticed how I wonder many things?
I wonder if this questions will ever get answers...
Or if I will ever stop asking them to myself...
I guess only time will tell...
But I'm too impatient.
[flush] [walks in without washing my hands] Hi guys 