Hmmph.

Well.
Everything sucks at the moment.
Well not everything,
But the majority of MY life sucks.
A.K.A: my romantic life.

You ever wanted something so bad, you convinced yourself that you had it?
Yeah, i put myself in that situation recently with BC*.
Im an idiot, but luckily i didnt out myself.
I dont think i could have lived through that.

But i found throught my friend, that BC confided in him that,
He may have a crush on a girl that half italian, half asian.

I am niether of those.


And what sucks even more was that deep down i knew we werent really right for each other.
I liked him in theory:
The Gorgeous, broke musician who is also very strange.
But because i wanted that so bad, I didnt want to believe it.

The the Other annoying part
Was that I did what Bestie told my to do.
And put myself out there.
i didnt want to like him too much.
But she told me not to shut out, that was my problem.

And this is why i dont do it. I dont put myself out there.
Its lonely, but i dont constantly get shot down.

Well I'm off to class...and Mentally Sulking.

Wish me Love, Wish me something.

Lost in the blur of my thoughts.

What is it i want?
There's a boy, well a man.
(I cant seem to grasp the fact that I am no longer a girl, and they are no longer boys.)
He's so elusive, so mysterious.
I don't know, I want to know what he's thinking.
What he wants.
Is it me?
Is it just my company as a "friend"
Why does he avoid my looks,
But i can feel his eyes often.
Why does he comment on my daily ramblings?
Is his aim to confuse me?
Am I receiving the not so blaring signals correctly?
The blaring signals that the other cute man gives so sweetly.

What do you want?
What do I want?
What does he want?

Is it me?
Is it you, is it him?
Is it me?

Bleh. Confusion. Hormones. Ack.

Wish me something.

Let the Light Back into this Empty Room

I broke the rules.
I hooked up...
With someone I'm not supposed to...
But it was wonderful...

And whats more wonderful, is that he is not awkward around the office...
Whoops....

Well now that the beans are on the floor, he talks to me still.
He touches me a little more discreet but a bit more tender.
We know that no relationship will come of this
However, I think we enjoy the fact that no one suspects anything.
A quiet satisfaction that is exchanged through looks, sly smiles and hugs.
Hugs with expert hands, remembering what the opposite body liked.


I maybe making this a big deal,
but is not often that I'm knowingly wanted from across the room.
It's nice, and I'm savoring it.

Wish me sane, wish me something.
~AriVee*

P.S
I love the Noisettes.

Amadeus...sing your sweet melody.

WELL, its been a while. A long long while. And you know what? Thats ok, becasue loads of people have months in between their cyber mental breakdowns.

*Ahem* Anyway,

It's the summer, and I am working like a slave with two jobs, well I'm getting paid so not really like a slave, more like a paid slave...

Actually, lets just drop the slave metaphor...its not working.

I'm Working a lot. My first job is the Cutco cutlery...yes i sell knives. Honestly I LOVE MY JOB!! i get paid well to go to a clients house, and eat Panera. Awesome right? I know.

The next job is a paid internship at a *drumroll please* A FASHION BOUTIQUE!!
YES.
I am working under two in house designers making clothes. its LOADS OF FUN! and informative. great!


Other then that im doing alright, i hate boys....well a boy actually acouple of boys.......sheesh.
But thats another post

Till then, wish me sane, wish me something
Ari Vee*


P.S:
I am now OBSESSED Mozart, since I saw the movie starring Tom Hulce (the voice of Quasimodo in Disney s Hunchback of Notre Dame) AND IT WAS AMAZING. if you have not seen it get on that.

Working Girl...

No, not in the way your thinking.

I am now an employed pseudo-adult.
I have decided that I'm in that weird middle pat where your not really qualified as a teenager anymore because you can go to a federal prison, but not quite and adult because mommy is still paying for stuff.
I actually have two jobs, both in sales.
Knives and Clothes....
That's what I'm selling.
Making money this summer,
Gaining skills
All that jazz.
Should be fun.

Oh Hello Again...

Well.
I think i may have a crush on a boy.
it has been a while, since the last one.
(Those of you who know my history with boys would understand.)
But he's Handsome.
And Funny
And totally has the same views on life as i do.

It maybe to good to be true.
But whatever.
I'm Gonna enjoy the hell ouuta this crush.
I dont even know if hes single.
But we walked home together
And he totally wants the Brown Sugar.
A.K.A
ME.

Wish me a date, wish me somthing.
AriV

so.

I haven't written in this thing in a few weeks.
I'm Listening to my Diva Playlist on Itunes.
That includes but not limited to:
-Bette Midler
-Barbra Striesand
-Patti Lupone
-Tina Turner

I know its great.

I have recently been introduced to the most amazing obsessions. Well I had them already, i just never jumped so far into it.
My appetite was only wetted when i was younger. I didnt have the resources to really obsess over my divas.
And now I have the money and opprotunity and I love it.

I apologize because I am not making any sense.

Wish Me Somthing
Ari V