or should I just keep chasing pavements?

The past few days have been extremely weird. I mean, REALLY fucking weird. Someone I never thought would contact me again did last week, then I saw them two days in a row...again. My mother is becoming less and less trusting of me, or so I think. I've met a new girl who seems to be extremely awesome, except my stepmother is telling me she's "bad news". Sure, whatever, manic-depressive. My dreams have been WAY too strange for me to even handle for the past couple of weeks. Well, at least the one's I remember. Drugs, Sex, and Raves. It's all too strange and I have no idea what they mean.
Summer's just beginning and I feel like I'm still in school. It seems like I won't have a job this Summer. There's too many things that are going on. Oh well. Maybe when school starts up or something.
OMFG. Isn't Cristiano Ronaldo beautiful? I would...omg.
god damn! he's helluh fine. I would LOVE to wake up to that every morning. ;]

Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

-Derek Walcott