Thoughts of a Violinist Giraffe

Strangely enough, the beginning of the school year is always exciting. People are bustling to and fro; the only thing on your mind is the curiosity of what class you will take and who might be in said classes. Not only that, it's always fun to see familiar faces, even if I'm not too close to many of them. Funny how, when the school year is well underway, we all wish it were over. I'd like to think differently. I'd like to try seeing every day as a new and refreshing day, with new sights to see and new experiences to have. Who knows what tomorrow brings right? Besides, it's the only way I survived last year. I'm pretty sure thinking a little more in that direction won't hurt this year. In other news, I distinctly remember a girl I met at Filipino for Foreigners class, 1st sem of 2010-2011. Sadly, I do not remember her name nor did I ever get a chance to get her number. It'd be a shame to pass up a chance to make a "social link" with her if...

Move it like a soul lost in the whole world, forgetting what it's like to live as a whole person. Maybe I've a soul but I really wouldn't know if I never looked into a sole reason for my existence in this missive known for centuries as the Word in the world. I'm confused but I'll abuse these phrases and lines every day, every time - after all, my life is mine. ~~~~~~~~~~ I'm in my own little Happy Hour minus the alcohol. Cheers!

Can you hear me here? I feel like I've been speaking too long and too often now. Can you hear me here? I wonder if you bother listening to my heart anymore. I want you to hear me here 'cause all I've wanted was you next to me; along for the ride. I want you near me here 'cause I just can't seem to speak without you anymore. Not anymore. Can you see the sea? I think I see the clouds about to shower a rain I need deep down. Can you see the sea? I feel the sight means more to me than it can ever be for you now. I want you to hear me here 'cause all I've wanted was you next to me; along for the ride. I want you near me here 'cause I just can't seem to speak without you anymore. Not anymore. Can you hear me here? I feel like I've been speaking too long and too often now. Can you see the sea? I think I see the clouds about to shower a rain I need deep down. ...deep down. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Courtesy of listening to Counting Crows. Ch...

I don't want to speak too soon with my thoughts, feelings, apprehensions in my life. I doubt letting them out the moment I think them would benefit me in a long-term sort of way. I don't want to look back on a day where my words and actions turned out not as sincere and as honest as I assumed them to be at the time. I don't want you to assume I'm a lie, that these words and actions of mine mean little or nothing at all. I want to be real and relevant in my life, with everyone. I want to think first and talk later. Maybe you should follow suit. It just may make things better. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Sort of a companion to a previous piece I wrote. Cheers!

This is not over.               I'm sure I've thought otherwise, before, at some point in time. Now I feel this can't be true. I can't go on living, wondering what may have been had                   I taken a chance with you.               I know this is nothing new but,           I don't want to be over you. Not yet, not now and - hopefully -        not ever. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I can't say anything about this... I'm speechless over my own words. Cheers...