An update with substance.
Sep. 22nd, 2004 07:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angelakMy head is spinning from last night.
Things have changed so much, and I’m so delighted that it’s my life I am experiencing.
There are no words for how this feels to me.
A brief, up close and personal discussion with Bobby for the first time since OLOTEAS and some other things that transgressed. Well, I have to say I had been harboring frustration towards him mostly because I felt unimportant and as though I wasn’t getting any magickal training due to other circumstances.
It felt good honestly, for once, to be the person who needs are noticed. I miss Bobby. Speaking with him just those few brief minutes made a difference to me. Instead of that lost, unwanted feeling I’d had for some time, I felt needed and loved.
He extended reassurance and a warm hug.
*tear* He *does* care.
Self doubting fool I be.
Spell Circle was great.
Steve had posted on his LJ he would not approach me for 2 weeks unless I of course approached him first. I actually believed it for a short time. But then, there was spell.
He approached me. Wanting, “to talk,” which I am no doubt sick of hearing by now.
How many times can I hear the, “I want to talk,” or “let’s talk,” phrase before I lose my patience? I’m not a very patient young lady as it is.
He approached me and gave me some necklace thing he had “charged,” with energy. Okay, albeit. Great. You’re going off and doing work on your own. Lovely. But after saying you’re not going to contact me, you then give me a necklace you’ve charged? That’s a pretty intimate thing if you ask me; and it goes far beyond “contacting,” a person. I wasn’t ready to deal with him, I didn’t want to talk, and I frankly wanted to see my groups of friends who I haven’t been able to talk to for a while. To keep myself unattached to his meandering emotions, I was stoic and not very warm and fuzzy about matters. Here I thought he was going to leave me the fuck alone, and he gives me a necklace. WHAT PART OF “GIVE ME SPACE,” DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND????
That was the annoying part of Spell. He left because I was being, “cold,” or something. Whatever.
Bobby led. The usual amount of Bobby-talking that sets me at listless-ness.
I-HOP with Inna, Bobby, Cheryl, Robert, Vicki, and myself afterwards. Lots of fun talking. Then we migrated outside. We talked. They left. Inna, Robert and I, stayed and hung out, talking about stupid shit, for way too long. I left way too late; dropped Inna off and crashed in my bed. Gods, my new bed is awesome. *super* comfy.
-Angela
Things have changed so much, and I’m so delighted that it’s my life I am experiencing.
There are no words for how this feels to me.
A brief, up close and personal discussion with Bobby for the first time since OLOTEAS and some other things that transgressed. Well, I have to say I had been harboring frustration towards him mostly because I felt unimportant and as though I wasn’t getting any magickal training due to other circumstances.
It felt good honestly, for once, to be the person who needs are noticed. I miss Bobby. Speaking with him just those few brief minutes made a difference to me. Instead of that lost, unwanted feeling I’d had for some time, I felt needed and loved.
He extended reassurance and a warm hug.
*tear* He *does* care.
Self doubting fool I be.
Spell Circle was great.
Steve had posted on his LJ he would not approach me for 2 weeks unless I of course approached him first. I actually believed it for a short time. But then, there was spell.
He approached me. Wanting, “to talk,” which I am no doubt sick of hearing by now.
How many times can I hear the, “I want to talk,” or “let’s talk,” phrase before I lose my patience? I’m not a very patient young lady as it is.
He approached me and gave me some necklace thing he had “charged,” with energy. Okay, albeit. Great. You’re going off and doing work on your own. Lovely. But after saying you’re not going to contact me, you then give me a necklace you’ve charged? That’s a pretty intimate thing if you ask me; and it goes far beyond “contacting,” a person. I wasn’t ready to deal with him, I didn’t want to talk, and I frankly wanted to see my groups of friends who I haven’t been able to talk to for a while. To keep myself unattached to his meandering emotions, I was stoic and not very warm and fuzzy about matters. Here I thought he was going to leave me the fuck alone, and he gives me a necklace. WHAT PART OF “GIVE ME SPACE,” DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND????
That was the annoying part of Spell. He left because I was being, “cold,” or something. Whatever.
Bobby led. The usual amount of Bobby-talking that sets me at listless-ness.
I-HOP with Inna, Bobby, Cheryl, Robert, Vicki, and myself afterwards. Lots of fun talking. Then we migrated outside. We talked. They left. Inna, Robert and I, stayed and hung out, talking about stupid shit, for way too long. I left way too late; dropped Inna off and crashed in my bed. Gods, my new bed is awesome. *super* comfy.
-Angela
