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modern mercenary emotional pirates
unforgiving hearts of stone
marching on and on
unbending, unyielding, un...
Relationship Boot Camp
This is what I have learned:
To one: Don't hold back - it will save a lot of misunderstanding in the long run.
To the other: Communicate - and try to understand - before making a decision.
- If you like someone, tell them so.
- If you admire something about them, compliment them.
- If you want to hold their hand, take it.
- If you want to kiss them, go for it.
- If you want to put your arms around them, reach out.
- If you want to ask a question, go ahead.
- And if you want to discuss something with them, take a deep breath and jump in.
~JUST DO IT~
An ending...?
Well, this looks like the end of Mr Sock Drawer. I found out yesterday afternoon. I am heartbroken, even though we only went out for 3 months. I tend to take these things very hard.
So forgive me, Motimers, for not being around much this week and posting my usual comments for you. I have been feeling sick and all that, and tomorrow he has promised to talk about it. This does not sound like it will be a "work it out" talk, rather a "closure" talk. Not when he used the phrase "emotionally incompatible". We were going to meet up but he can't till the 1st, so has decided to call me since I need to talk soon.
While I started yesterday with the idea that it was salvageable, after this change in plans I am working on renunciation. However, I can still lay all cards on the table tomorrow, for I wish to be understood fully, and I want to hear his side. I hope I never make the same mistakes again. Don't ever buy "The Rules" - I am going to tear up my copy and just be myself in future.
I wasn't going to blog about this, but there you go. This is still hopefully my sort of secret blog.
See you all when I reach the light at the end of the tunnel.
~O~
Stardust
I used to play this rendition by Nat King Cole after my parents got divorced in 2003.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart.
High up in the sky, the little stars climb,
Always reminding me that we're apart.
You wander down the lane and far away,
Leaving me a song that will not die.
Love is now the stardust of yesterday,
The music of the years gone by.
Sometimes I wonder why I spend the lonely nights
Dreaming of a song.
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you,
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration,
But that was long ago.
Now my consolation is in the stardust of a song.
Beside the garden wall
when stars are bright,
You are in my arms.
The nightingale tells his fairytale:
A paradise where roses grew.
Though I dream in vain,
In my heart it will remain:
My stardust melody,
The memory of love's refrain.
Been Tagged
Caesura tagged me so I put point number 2 aside and got to work.
Five of my idiosyncrasies:
1. 
I feel things VERY deeply and have weird "life moments" when I have some revelation of a great truth or the world around me.
2. 
I'm a hold-your-breath and wait-by-the-postbox type.
3. 
I count to 12 when I fill the kettle.
4. 
I spend hours trying to choose my next hand soap, room scent, or hand lotion - sniffing, putting it back, trying another, and starting from the beginning again. (The security guards love me.)
5. 
I like to imagine how I would describe modern technology and fashion to the Victorians if I were to go back in time for a day.
Welcome...
Greetings to my dearest, closest friends, the "select few". Welcome to my inner world.
This is where I make like an onion, and peel away the layers to help you understand me. But I'm a special sweet onion - I won't make you cry!
Most of you already knew much of this information - or if not, you're not surprised at the results. Feel free to take the tests yourselves; I would love to hear about you too.
Why all these tests, you ask? For the same reason I studied psychology - a hunger to know more about myself and other human beings.
Thank you all for being a part of my life.
Always,
Olivia
