Just had to share a little bit of happiness with you ( Read more... )

I was driving around today thinking about sex, and it occurred to me: I'm a very sexual person, though most wouldn't believe that upon first meeting me. If I wasn't worried about getting gnarly diseases or getting pregnant, and it was perfectly acceptable in our society, I would have sex all the time, with as many people as possible. Supposedly, ( Read more... )

It's hard for me to believe that I've put on 7 pounds since I've started drinking again. But I better believe it, because if I don't, then I'll never do anything about it. Back to the gym for me! I need to do more than the elliptical, though, because I don't think running in place is quite cutting it. Might help tone my legs, but it's not doing ( Read more... )

During Tuesday's class, the professor tried reciting the serenity prayer, (I forget why), and it made me suddenly very conscious of myself and where I've been.

I know the prayer verbatim. It has kept me sane.

I remember my heart racing for a moment as I heard him stumbling over the words, "God, grant me..."

Usually when someone starts it, a number ( Read more... )

I'm always used to having things go my way. I need to get used to things not going my way, because eventually I will realize that normally, nothing is perfect.

I think I am constantly in conflict with myself and my desires. I desire to be a free-spirit, carefree; essentially, a wanderer. Yet, half the time, I'm worrying, planning, fixating on tiny ( Read more... )

I'm not exactly looking forward to this weekend, because as of right now I have no plans, and as of right now, I am starting to feel lonely. While driving into Wilmington today I thought of Jason for some reason, and it was a fond memory. I remembered the smell of our apartment and the way I'd bury my face in his neck and sort of disappear there.  ( Read more... )

I prefer even numbers. I rarely finish an entire song. I rather visit the gynecologist than the dentist. I cannot whistle. I love cumulus clouds. I cannot stand the sound of paper between people's fingers. I like the word "fuck" in written language, but not in spoken language. I use big words to make people think that I'm smart. I love the color ( Read more... )

I'm feeling antsy. I don't know why. I just want to be doing something random and exciting all the time. I have never been much of a risk-taker, and I haven't been spontaneous since God-knows-when. It's this feeling of impending doom, I guess. The semester is already half-over. I only have a half of a semester of college left. There are so many ( Read more... )

 I thought that perhaps this guy that I met at Shaggy's would call, but he hasn't, and it has been more than 3 days (maybe that's silly, but I do go by this little rule), so even if he did call now, come on, man, you're late. Well I sort of blew him off. I'm fickle. I deserve to...well...not be called.

hahaha...just remembered that student teacher ( Read more... )

I was just reading Andrew's journal...you know what's crazy??...

Since the age of 16, I have spent approximately 60% of my life in a relationship. That seems. Excessive.

(12+5+1+5+5+3+5+1+24)/ 72 * 100= ~60%.

Whoa now.

I'm thinking it's time for a breather. =p