![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Apr. 20th, 2003 09:29 pmAh. Finally home again. I love home. Very nice. There's so much to talk about.
Happy Easter to everyone. I have so much to be thankful for, and Christ's rising makes it all the better. Happiness.
I LOVE Radiohead. Love love love. New favorite band. Yummy. And I hate Nu-Metal. That stuff sucks bad. Ew.
Oh my freaking gosh. I am SO stoked to see The Matrix: Reloaded. Holy freaking gah. While at Deborah's house, we went on to the official Matrix site and watched the latest trailer as well as these... mini-movies called the AniMatrix. They rocked. So bloody cool. Not as hyped up as I would be if I was seeing Return of the King, but close. I also can not wait to see X-men 2 and Pirates of the Carribean. Mmm... Johnny Depp. Intrestingly enough, I don't really like Orlando. Looks-wise, that is. Cute he is in some poses, but I like his personality. He's so funny. Guess I'll always be a pervy hobbit fancier. Don't mind at all.
I watched The Four Feathers twice over at Deborah's house. Guh. I love that movie. Heath Ledger is... so hot. And such a good actor. Amazing.
For my birthday, at Deborah's, I got one of the coolest things ever. The Complete Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe. Alkjasdekfasldkjf!!!! SO BLOODY AWESOME!! Gah. This rocks my world. I am going to have so much fun reading that. *Happy sigh*
All right. Now, on with how this weekend went. Deborah is... still very much Deborah. Though not as bad as she usually is. One thing that really got to me, was today when we went to church for Easter Sunday, she wore a black and white polka-dot dress that had barely no back with black and purple striped tights. Um, okay. Firstly, it does not match, but when your punk I guess anything goes. Secondly, we were at church. Call me old-fashioned, but I thought you were supposed to look nice when you go to church. Dunno. Maybe it's just me. Throughout the two days she kept on declairing her undying love for AFI, Orgy, Mindless Self Indulgence, Alex, and orgasms. Lovely, especially with my twelve-year-old sister around. On the good side, she talked about really wanting to go to college in Chicago, and she's going to try to keep her grades up to go there. But that's another thing too. When we were younger, we promised each other that we would go to the same colleges, live in the same dorms or apartments, and be there for each other. I would love to get out of the state and go to college somewhere else, but I'm not loaded with money; it would cost about $8000 more. I don't know. I don't know what to think anymore.
Deborah is... increasingly frustrating at some points. But, no matter what I say, I have realized something. Call it lesbian incest or pure devotion, but I will always love her. Always. She may irk me in more ways that many, but in the end, I don't think it matters. When we were younger we told each other everything; and I mean everything. I can't throw that away. I just wish things were back to where they were before. Then I could still tell her everything. But I don't anymore, and I miss that. Maybe I'll just have to wait this out... see how things go in the process of the next few years. That's a long time to wait but if I could have "my" Deborah back, then I'd gladly wait it out.
Happy Easter to everyone. I have so much to be thankful for, and Christ's rising makes it all the better. Happiness.
I LOVE Radiohead. Love love love. New favorite band. Yummy. And I hate Nu-Metal. That stuff sucks bad. Ew.
Oh my freaking gosh. I am SO stoked to see The Matrix: Reloaded. Holy freaking gah. While at Deborah's house, we went on to the official Matrix site and watched the latest trailer as well as these... mini-movies called the AniMatrix. They rocked. So bloody cool. Not as hyped up as I would be if I was seeing Return of the King, but close. I also can not wait to see X-men 2 and Pirates of the Carribean. Mmm... Johnny Depp. Intrestingly enough, I don't really like Orlando. Looks-wise, that is. Cute he is in some poses, but I like his personality. He's so funny. Guess I'll always be a pervy hobbit fancier. Don't mind at all.
I watched The Four Feathers twice over at Deborah's house. Guh. I love that movie. Heath Ledger is... so hot. And such a good actor. Amazing.
For my birthday, at Deborah's, I got one of the coolest things ever. The Complete Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe. Alkjasdekfasldkjf!!!! SO BLOODY AWESOME!! Gah. This rocks my world. I am going to have so much fun reading that. *Happy sigh*
All right. Now, on with how this weekend went. Deborah is... still very much Deborah. Though not as bad as she usually is. One thing that really got to me, was today when we went to church for Easter Sunday, she wore a black and white polka-dot dress that had barely no back with black and purple striped tights. Um, okay. Firstly, it does not match, but when your punk I guess anything goes. Secondly, we were at church. Call me old-fashioned, but I thought you were supposed to look nice when you go to church. Dunno. Maybe it's just me. Throughout the two days she kept on declairing her undying love for AFI, Orgy, Mindless Self Indulgence, Alex, and orgasms. Lovely, especially with my twelve-year-old sister around. On the good side, she talked about really wanting to go to college in Chicago, and she's going to try to keep her grades up to go there. But that's another thing too. When we were younger, we promised each other that we would go to the same colleges, live in the same dorms or apartments, and be there for each other. I would love to get out of the state and go to college somewhere else, but I'm not loaded with money; it would cost about $8000 more. I don't know. I don't know what to think anymore.
Deborah is... increasingly frustrating at some points. But, no matter what I say, I have realized something. Call it lesbian incest or pure devotion, but I will always love her. Always. She may irk me in more ways that many, but in the end, I don't think it matters. When we were younger we told each other everything; and I mean everything. I can't throw that away. I just wish things were back to where they were before. Then I could still tell her everything. But I don't anymore, and I miss that. Maybe I'll just have to wait this out... see how things go in the process of the next few years. That's a long time to wait but if I could have "my" Deborah back, then I'd gladly wait it out.
