That Red Ribbon...

Head under water
And they tell me to breathe easy for a while
The breathing gets harder, even I know that
You made room for me,
but it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
I'm unusually hard to hold on to

Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but your so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks, now I'm tryin to get back
before the cool done run out I'll be givin it my bestest
and nothin's gonna stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some

So, i won't hesitate no more,
no more, it cannot wait i'm sure
there's no need to complicate our time is short
this is our fate
I'm yours

Ugh. I'm so used to being single and this whole "relationship" thing is just a little bit weird now.
Good weird. Usually, anyway.

Holy shit man, I am a jaded, cynical little bitch. It's almost freaky.

Ahem. I'm gonna stop sounding like I have a storm raining down on me and go back to normal.



Heh, in one weekend I've done all those things I NEVER thought I'd do: Introduce my boyfriend to my mom, go for a lame movie date (it screams disgusting cliche. Ick.), and HAVE DINNER WITH HIS DAD!!!


That last thing I never ever thought would happen. His dad is cool though, man, we totally hit it off- finishing each other's sentences and everything, no shit :P

Thank you, SAARC exchange program haha :P

Aand, pooh. Don't have much else to say because blaah, I'm all talked out.

Rain.

She stood facing the rain, arching her back and her head tilted up to the skies.

She found sublime peace in standing out during a thunderstorm, feeling the wind ripping past her, the drops of rain splattering against her and drenching -
"So THIS is what you're doing during storms. And here I thought you were in mortal danger. Tch, silly ol' me." A tenor voice said behind her.
"This coming from my best friend." She snorted, turning to him.

The rain had subsided.

"Yeah well, everyone has a deep dark secret." He replied, shaking his hair out of his eyes. "Incidentally, you might want to turn back around now. White nightie and water are an enticing-"

She gasped, swinging around and crossing her arms over her chest defensively. "You, James, are a disgusting pervert!"

He laughed. "I'm only male, if that's what you mean," James teased.

There was a moment of silence while she stood, with her back turned resolutely to him, and James lounged on the chair under the awning. Watching said back amusedly, might I add.

She whipped her head back, her face still pink. "Well?" She demanded, glaring at him.

"Well what?" He shot back.

"What are you still doing here?"

"I'm sitting on the chair that I've loved dearly for years, and for once, I don't have your fat backside trying to push me off."

"Go get me a towel you moron!" She spluttered, her face getting red again.

He leaned back and cocked his eyebrow at her.

"No, I much prefer sitting here and watching you squirm. You have a shapely arse anyhow," James added as an afterthought.

She rolled her eyes at him and turned herself around, her arms still firmly around her torso. She marched back into the house, muttering "you just said it was fat. Make up your mind, you aggravating nit wit!"

"figure of speech," He called after her, laughing.

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It's been a while since I've written anything.


And I miss blogging.