Hmmm...should I have something to say here? I thought that was what the rest of this thing was for...
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Friday, June 10, 2005
I didn’t hear you leave
I wonder how I’m still here
And I don’t want to move a thing
It might change my memory
Oh, I am what I am
And I’ll do what I want
But I can’t go
I won’t hide, I won’t sleep
I can’t breathe
Until you’re resting here with me
I won’t leave, I can’t hide
I cannot be
Until you’re resting here with me
I don’t want to call my friends
They may wake me from this dream
And I can’t leave this bed
I’d risk forgetting all that’s ever been...
Oh, I am what I am
And I’ll do what I want
But I can’t go
I won’t hide, I won’t sleep
I can’t breathe
Until you’re resting here with me
I won’t leave, I can’t hide
I cannot be
Until you’re resting here with me
- “Here With Me”
Dido
Joey argravatedly blew a strand of her long, dark hair out of her face as she crawled around her basement, foreging for any other breakables that could be easily destroyed with the idiot movers who were due to take the rest of her familie’s belongings to their new house on the other side of town.
It was a beautiful house, large and airy, painted neutral beige and cream colors, perfect for a small family just starting out. And that was what she was. And that was what she had.
“ARGH!!’ She grunted loudly as a splinter sliced right through her index finger.
“Damn it!” She said, turning herself over and sitting, wincing as she pulled the small peice of wood out of her skin. Sighing in relief as it didn’t bleed, or even hurt very much, she went back to the task at hand.
Noticing a box that was still open, she slowly made her way over, sneezing twice along the way.
“I must be allergic to dust” She mubled to herself, kneeling before the box and peering inside. In the dark, she couldn’t make out what was inside, but as she stuck a hand inside, she felt two fingers insert in each of her sides, both tickling her and scaring her half to death.
She screamed...and sort of laughed. Clutching her chest, she turned to see her husband, smirking slightly as he sat down beside her, rising more dust out of the air causing Joey to sneeze about 15 more times.
“I didn’t know you were allergic to dust” Bryant told her. “Bless you” He added when she was finished.
“Thanks” She said, before smacking him in the arm. “You scared me to death! And you made me dizzy” She said, trying to focus on his face.
“Sorry” He apologized, then took a deep breath as he noticed his wife beginning to regain her senses.
“Hi” He started over again.
Joey couldn’t help but smile.
“Hi”
Bryant smiled back and looked into the box.
“I was already up here” He said. “And I looked in that box...it all looked like yours, but it looked like junk to me. I almost threw it out” He admitted, pulling out one of the objects. A dusty, yet otherwise in perfect condition basketball.
Instantly flashbacks took Joey over. Of her 16th birthday, of the box that Pacey gave her, filled with all sorts of things to remind her of him.
She suddenly went into the box and dug through it, sighing in relief as she found a small white box, sealed tight and taped closed. “What’s that?” Bryant asked, attempting to take it from her playfully. “Nothing” Joey said, distracted. She turned slightly away from her husband and furrowed her brow as she picked hastily at the tape. Bryant watched in curiosity.
Finally getting the tape picked off, she slid off the top of the box and her lips turned up in a smile as, in perfect condition, she saw the little silver tow-truck necklace that she had known lay there all along.
Gently, yet in one quick motion, Bryant slipped the necklace from her fingers. Joey sighed.
“A tow-truck?” He inquired, raising an eyebrow at Joey.
“It’s a long story” She said, shaking her head, still smiling despite herself.
“Well, however long it is it make you pretty happy thinkin about it” He said, referring to her grin.
“Yeah” She admitted, nodding. “I mean, of course. A good friend friend gave it to me years ago”
Bryant was quiet for a minute before handing the necklace back to her. Joey took it, and a thought dawned on her.
“Where is Alexis?” She asked, her instinct kicking in.
“Don’t worry” He said, placing both his hands on her cheeks and laughing. Kissing her lips softly he murmered, “She’s asleep”
“Ohhh” Joey murmered back between kisses, closing her eyes. And, as if in a second, she wasn’t kissing her husband. And maybe it was because of necklace she was grasping loosely between her fingers, or maybe it was because she was constantly thinking abouthim lately, for whatever reason in the world, but as she kissed Bryant, she imagined herself kissing Pacey.
Again, and again. Over and over. She opened her eyes and it wasn’t Pacey. It was Bryant. She pulled away, frowning.
“What?” He asked tenderly, turning to face her.
And as she looked into his sincere dark eyes, she couldn’t help but want to tell him what had just happened. But she couldn’t. It was nothing. No big deal, just a flashback. Completely innocent. It would probably just cause a long and drawn out and, unwantedconversation over nothing.
“I don’t know” She shrugged, looking down and being unable to look him in the eye.
“You’re thinking about your friend, aren’t you?” He asked gently, resting a hand on her shoulder and kissing her cheek.
Joey nodded, despite herself.“Were you two close?”
Joey smiled. Close didn’t even begin to describe it.
“Yeah.” She said. “We were really close” And suddenly, she didn’t want to talk about Pacey anymore. She didn’t want to think about him anymore. She just wanted to get everything that the movers could and most likely would break out of the basement andinto the car.
“But, that was then, and this is now” She said, kissing Bryant quickly. “And now we need to get all this junk out of here”
Bryant saluted her meakly and began to help her carry boxes slowly out of the attic.
*~*~*
“No, Dawson” Joey tried to stop him from talking. “No- no, I’m sure it’s only a rash” rolling her eyes, Bryant bursted out laughing from the living room.
She and Dawson had come to be friends again. It was nothing like their childhood friendship, it was a more mature friendship, and a more distant friendship. They called eachother for advice, on birthdays and Holidays, but there were no more windows toclimb in to, and deep down, they both knew that there wasn’t as much trust anymore.
“Well, maybe you should she a doctor?” She suggested as Dawson described something she really didn’t want to hear being described.
“Ok, ok!” She cried in defense as Dawson began to list off the one-hundred-and-one reasons why he was NOT going to see a doctor.
“Well, you know what, I gotta go. Alexis is ripping out Bryant’s hair and my electricity is probably going to be cut any minute because we were supposed to be out of here two days ago” She paused as he continued to talk.
“Listen, I don’t know, Dawson. Maybe you should talk to a male friend about this sort of thing. I mean, come on, it can’t that uncommon” She rolled her neck impatiently as he began to go off on her again.
“Well, I’ll to you more about this little problem tomorrow or something. See ya” She quickly hung up and heaved a huge sigh.
“I wonder if he was like that when we dated” She asked no one imparticular as she hurried over to Bryant and grabbed her young daughter from his hands.
“What was that all about?” Bryant asked, grabbing the baby bag and helping the three of them out to their car.
“Honey, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you” She said with assurance, making giggly, happy noises aimed at her daughter, and smiled as the little girl began to laugh hysterically.
Bryant just shook his head and opened the back door of the car, and taking Alexis carefully, and placing her n the already situated car-seat. Joey and Bryant both got themselves into the car and Bryant turned on the radio, backing out of the driveway.
“Say bye-bye” He told Alexis, winking at Joey as he began to drive towards their new home.
“Ahhh” Alexis squealed.
“That’ll do” He said with a slight laugh. He turned to get a reaction from Joey but she was frozen solid in her seat. All’s she could hear was the song playing on the radio.
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned it’s back on you
Give me a moment please
To tame your wild, wild heart
I know you feel, like the walls are closing in on you
It’s hard to find relief
And people can be so cold
When darkness is upon your door and
You feel like you can’t take anymore...
Let me be the one you call
If you jump, I’ll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with youInto the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
And if you need to crash
Then crash and burn
You’re not alone...
“Joey?” Bryant asked, concerned, and he gently touched his wife’s cheek with the back of his hand. Joey jumped slightly and immediately turned the station.
“What was that?” He asked her, eyebrows raised.
“Nothing” She said quickly “I was just zoning. That song brings back memories, you know? It used to be one of my favorites”
Bryant nodded in understanding. “You know, there was this one song, when I was 10 years old, and it just gave me the biggest moment...well, as much of a moment as 10 year old boys can have...” Bryant went on to talk about that song, and Joey tried desperately to listen to him. But as she turned to look out the window, she saw her own reflection, and she saw the glassy tears in her brown eyes, and it took all she had to keep them from spilling over.
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 6/10/2005 08:57:00 PM
Thursday, March 31, 2005
my new house
Posted by Hello
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 3/31/2005 01:07:00 PM
Friday, July 02, 2004
I am currently listening to: Eskimo Joe - From the Sea
Cars in the driveway: Holden Commodore
Pages of study done: Nooooooooo idea!
Last movie I saw: Honey We Shrunk Ourselves
*beep* *beep*
Heh...BORED! And going a little crazy. I need to find myself a house. Oh, I got Checkers by John Marsden today. Very cool!
Yeah I'll write more later.
Everyone deserves music, sweet music
Everyone deserves music, sweet music
Even our worst enemies Lord, they deserves music, music
Even the quiet ones in our family, they deserve music
~^Angelzz^~
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 7/02/2004 06:57:00 PM
Saturday, May 29, 2004
I am currently listening to: Pete Murray - So Beautiful
Cars in the driveway: Holden Barina, Honda Civic
Pages of study done: Too many to count
Last movie I saw: Australian Rules
mmm wow, it's been over a year since I last looked at this thing...
I've just started reading John Marsden's Tomorrow series again. Well I started back in April when I went to Melbourne to visit relatives, but I got home and thought I'd left The Dead of the Night on the plane, so couldn't read any further. I just found it again two days ago, so I'm back on them again. I love these books, they're so amazing. It's gotten to the point where I just don't want to read anything now, because I know that nothing can compare to Marsden's writing. I'm not satisfied by any others now. Hmm so I'm halfway through the Dead of the Night. Up to the bit where Ellie is reading Chris' poetry. Hmmmm it's not my favourite out of the series, but I still love it. I was never the biggest fan of Chris, I preferred the other characters, so I really didn't like the way he continually creeps in, alcoholic and all, and makes Ellie uncomfortable, and I think that his death was...hmmm....for the best, in a way. Wow that was coherent...hahah.
I'm just dying to know when Marsden will release the next book in The Ellie Chronicles. I loved 'While i Live', and I can't stand the thought that I may almost miss the next one, like I did with While i Live...I only chanced upon noticing it one day when I happened to walk into a bookstore. I don't even know why I went in there. Some sort of omen I guess. At least now I'm on a John Marsden message board, and I'm 100% sure that SOMEONE from the board would know if a new one is on the way. Its gonna kill me, waiting for the whole series, I'm only glad I didn't have to do that the first time round.
Oh, and on another note...'Australian Rules'...wow, what a movie. It goes from such a nice, normal story to such a dark and moving film. I didn't expect it to have as much of an impact as it did. It's about a small town football team, half made up of Aboriginal boys from a nearby mission. One of the white guys is best friends with a promising Aboriginal player, and when, after they win the final, the coach's (white) son gets Player of the Season for which the Aboriginal guy deserves, it all turns nasty. There's some amazing scenes in there. Blacky, the white guy, is after Dumby's (Aboriginal guy) sister, and I'm not sure that the whole storyline of her was played out right, but she's a central piece in it I guess. The mother of Blacky is played by Regina from All Saints, and she does an AMAZING job of it. Celia Ireland, I think her name is. She's perfect, a wonderful actress, when you compare the two roles. I'd be intersted to know what else she's in.
Mmmm so I really should get some studying done. I have a Molecular Biology quiz to do on Thursday, and exams are in two weeks (OMG HOW THE HELL!?). Not sure how that's going to go, I guess I'm a bit worried. Oh well, what can you do.
Later...
God my fingers burn,
Now when I think of touching your hair
You have changed so much that I don’t know,
If I can call you and tell you I care
And I would love to bring you down,
Plant your feet back on the ground
You think you’re so beautiful
~^Angelzz^~
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 5/29/2004 12:25:00 PM
Wednesday, October 01, 2003
I am currently listening to: Dido - Who Makes You Feel
Cars in the Driveway: Holden Astra, Holden Astra, Holden Barina
Pages of study done: Not enough.
Last movie I saw: A Very Brady Sequel
Wow...this semester has been much better. Doing Pharmacology, Virology, Microbiology, Biotechniques Laboratory and Structural Aspects of Medicinal Chemistry. They're so much more interesting.
Didn't fail anything last semester, even though I was convinced I did.
Forgot about this blogging thing, as i knew would happen.
And i'm telling you from the start,
I never thought that you would come
I never thought that i could love like this
This feeling inside me's growing
I never thought that you would come
~^Angelzz^~
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 10/01/2003 01:43:00 AM
Sunday, May 25, 2003
I am currently listening to: The Living End - Roll On
Cars in the driveway: Holden Astra, Holden Barina, Honda Civic, Mazda 323
Pages of study done: LOTS!
Last movie I saw: Sweet Home Alabama
EEEk! So I'm scared that I'm going to fail some of my classes...time to hit the books hardcore. I think I can pull through in Advanced Biochemistry, the protein sequencing stuff seems to be coming together, and I kinda understand it all now, but Metabolism is so much more involved than I realised. And as for my Molecular Biology...whoa.
Yeah so...
It was my birthday a few days ago...very cool...didn't drink as much as I should have, but maybe next time.
Time for me to take off...
We'll be here next Saturday,
With our guns and our heads held high
So listen up boys
You'd better not cry this time
~^Angelzz^~
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 5/25/2003 04:02:00 PM
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
I am currently listening to: Tonic - You Wanted More
Cars in the driveway: Holden Astra, Holden Barina, Holden Barina, Toyota Tarago
Pages of study done: 4
Last movie I saw: Signs
Bored bored bored.
I also don't know if I have any funds...
Isn't the student life wonderful?
Well at least it's a beautiful day outside. Nice blue sky, there's a few clouds though. I do worry that I missed half the day by sleeping, but you know, it happens.
Dunno why I even came in here. I really have nothing to say.
Oh well.
Hold on little girl, show me what he's done to you
Stand up little girl, a broken heart can't be that bad
~^Angelzz^~
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 4/23/2003 04:12:00 PM
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posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 4/23/2003 01:15:00 AM
ignore again
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 4/23/2003 01:01:00 AM
Ignore this :)
posted by ~^Angelzz^~ on 4/23/2003 12:22:00 AM
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