Sunday, December 30, 2007

Big Girls Don't Cry

Da Da Da Da
The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity

I'm gonna be a "big girl" next year.
I'm gonna do a lot of things I've never done before.
I'm looking forward to getting a place of my own, which I'm going to spurce up, and clean up.

No curfews.

I'm getting out of my comfort zone of having a driver, and having a mommy to prepare packed lunches. I'll be paying for my bills, I'll be cooking my meals, I'll be washing and pressing my clothes. I'm gonna have to figure out how to work the rice cooker. I have to spend for everything on a limited budget.

I won't see my dear friends for a long time.

My mom will surely miss me, but she has taken an interest in using the computer and will soon be using Skype quite proficiently soon.

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do

My mom, though with difficulty, is being a "big girl" herself by being supportive. She really makes an effort to unlearn her separation anxiety when it comes to us her kids. I think she understands that while it seems I'm wriggling out of her folded motherly wings, there is nothing wrong with her. I might not say it but she is perfect. And I love her. I need to let her know.

As for my friends, we'll keep in touch. I'm sure.

And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now

It's about time.

And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry

I will try not to.

The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown

The mere thought of living alone in a new city exhilarates me. Of course, I must admit that I'm looking at acquaintances and friends to help me. I need to know that I have someone who will let me swim into the current and yet, I know, will throw me an inflatable, or even pluck me out just to keep my from drowning. Yes, knowing I have that makes me a bit braver.

Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay

Of course, things could, as much as I won't want them to, go wrong.

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry

Who knows I might even find love? Meet someone? (Bring white dress then? Haha!)

Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and uno cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be my Valentine

But I will guard my heart

Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too

as much as I can.

We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds

But I know what I'm in Sydney for.

But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity

To be a big girl.

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry

La Da Da Da Da Da

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