I went to the SouthAfrican's engagement party today. Despite nearly drowning in the car on the way there, thanks to the huge puddles, major splashed, fog and intense thunderstorm, once we arrived the weather let up a little bit (always the way). The party was fun; lots of people we hadn't seen in awhile, lots of fun with some of our mates, lots of yummy food. We ended up sitting in the family room watching Finding Nemo with the kids and some cups of coffee - it was so much warmer in there! I was freezing cold... but my clothes looked pretty awesome. I love winter.
There's so much love in our church at the moment. Dr.B and his wife and family are just one big love fest. The SouthAfrican and his fiance. Naya, her fiance and their unborn little bubba. MarriedMan and his wife. The SouthAfrican's Brother and his girlfriend. Rev.J, his wife and all of their kiddies. The SouthAfrican's parents. Even Loz and her bf, Bobbert are super happy.
One the one hand, seeing so much love in one place really says something about our little corner of the world. There's more love than there is anything else. It's great... On the other hand, i'm jealous and so much happiness annoys me. I have lots of love in me that i'd like to give someone. I'd be a good girlfriend. People wonder why i love babies so much; it's because they're more than prepared to let me love them. But other than the babies, nobody seems 100% keen to love me like those other people in my church are loved.
Tonight, on the last saturday night in the holidays, i'm staying home alone to study again. It's cold in my room. None of my clothes seem to keep the chill out. As of thursday, i've slipped into one of those moods where i can't quite pull myself out of a funk. I just have to hang on for a week or so, and then i'll probably feel better...
Love is definitely in the air at the moment. But i don't think i'm breathing the same air as everyone else.
One more thing. It's my birthday this week. Last year, i spent my birthday in tears, fixing a mess that other people, who pretended to care about me, had made for me. It was a horrible day. To top that off, most people, including those whom i called close friends, forgot that it was my birthday. I think birthdays are something to be celebrated, especially in such uncertain times. Nobody knows when everything could be over - having a celebration for making it through one more year is important to me. This year, i hoped would be better than last year. I hoped to see my friends, or at least do something that would mean i can look back on the day and feel the love. But my dad (who's birthday is on the same day as mine) will be in sdyney. We're not having a family dinner. I'm not going out. I'm not seeing my friends. And i'm starting to suspect that most people aren't going to remember that i've made it through another year. I'm beginning to hate my birthday, which pretty much sucks. After this week, i won't be a teenager anymore. Apparently, it's time for me to grow up and realise that life is more thorn's than roses.
So, fellow bloggers. Isn't it interesting when i flip from cheery to emo in the course of a week? It sure makes for some interesting posts. Happy Saturday to you all! May you be breathing the love-air.
There's so much love in our church at the moment. Dr.B and his wife and family are just one big love fest. The SouthAfrican and his fiance. Naya, her fiance and their unborn little bubba. MarriedMan and his wife. The SouthAfrican's Brother and his girlfriend. Rev.J, his wife and all of their kiddies. The SouthAfrican's parents. Even Loz and her bf, Bobbert are super happy.
One the one hand, seeing so much love in one place really says something about our little corner of the world. There's more love than there is anything else. It's great... On the other hand, i'm jealous and so much happiness annoys me. I have lots of love in me that i'd like to give someone. I'd be a good girlfriend. People wonder why i love babies so much; it's because they're more than prepared to let me love them. But other than the babies, nobody seems 100% keen to love me like those other people in my church are loved.
Tonight, on the last saturday night in the holidays, i'm staying home alone to study again. It's cold in my room. None of my clothes seem to keep the chill out. As of thursday, i've slipped into one of those moods where i can't quite pull myself out of a funk. I just have to hang on for a week or so, and then i'll probably feel better...
Love is definitely in the air at the moment. But i don't think i'm breathing the same air as everyone else.
One more thing. It's my birthday this week. Last year, i spent my birthday in tears, fixing a mess that other people, who pretended to care about me, had made for me. It was a horrible day. To top that off, most people, including those whom i called close friends, forgot that it was my birthday. I think birthdays are something to be celebrated, especially in such uncertain times. Nobody knows when everything could be over - having a celebration for making it through one more year is important to me. This year, i hoped would be better than last year. I hoped to see my friends, or at least do something that would mean i can look back on the day and feel the love. But my dad (who's birthday is on the same day as mine) will be in sdyney. We're not having a family dinner. I'm not going out. I'm not seeing my friends. And i'm starting to suspect that most people aren't going to remember that i've made it through another year. I'm beginning to hate my birthday, which pretty much sucks. After this week, i won't be a teenager anymore. Apparently, it's time for me to grow up and realise that life is more thorn's than roses.
So, fellow bloggers. Isn't it interesting when i flip from cheery to emo in the course of a week? It sure makes for some interesting posts. Happy Saturday to you all! May you be breathing the love-air.
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