As a thinker (hahah, dont tell my teachers) and a processer..and subsequently a ruminator, I wanna talk about the breakup and the implications for the rest of my world, but I dont want to just do it at one time.
So the following entries will be just things here and there...as I think of them. I dont know how many there will be...there may only be just one. Please bear with me.
10.04.2005
Random Question #1
Alright, so can someone tell me why exactly the girls on Top Model cry when other people are "no longer in the running to be America's Next Top Model?"
I guess being happy about making it to the next round isn't en vogue.
I guess being happy about making it to the next round isn't en vogue.
10.01.2005
Sex, Lies, and Other Randomness
Greetings from Alabama everyone...
So I'm sitting here (after checking both email accounts and joining yet ANOTHER yahoo webgroup) about nothing really. I thought that since I was still sprawled across the bed- quite decently attired mind you, that I could start streatching my favorite and at the present time, only used muscule...the one under my hair.
Speaking of hair, its quite strange how people react to you when you change your hair. I have alot of experience with this lately because I have been a virtual hair chameleon...one week curly, the next bone straight, and then when its extra foggy or straight up raining, the short spunky pixie cut (a la the wig). I was acustomed to everyone at school being familiar with my hair changes, but I forgot we got a whole new crop of people in this year who I proceeded to shock the shit out of on multiple occasions. Its great. Totally makes me giggle. Sharon suggested that I cut it permenantly, but I dont forsee doing that anytime soon. I have worked so hard to get it back (well, not really, but you know).
Um, lets see. Last week I went on a random telephone crusade to make sure that I still had all my booty calls lined up. No, Im not planning to take them up on the offer, but its something about having the option. Maybe some sort of ego booster. But not only did the guys (its only 3, and none of them are geographically desirable, nor are they William- end of story) say that was still an option, I believe they all said they would be stupid not to if the opportunity presented itself. LOL.
Im looking back up at the title, and I realize no lies...I hadnt planned to ramble about lies. I must have thought that was cute...
And in my final thought for now, I think I want to be a lifecoach. Or something along that lines. Is it wrong to not desire to make huge stacks of money in place of leading a truly rewarding life? Who wouldnt want to help change the world one person at a time? Right? Thats what I'll keep telling myself. I really believe I would be good at that. Either that or TV show :)
xoxox
So I'm sitting here (after checking both email accounts and joining yet ANOTHER yahoo webgroup) about nothing really. I thought that since I was still sprawled across the bed- quite decently attired mind you, that I could start streatching my favorite and at the present time, only used muscule...the one under my hair.
Speaking of hair, its quite strange how people react to you when you change your hair. I have alot of experience with this lately because I have been a virtual hair chameleon...one week curly, the next bone straight, and then when its extra foggy or straight up raining, the short spunky pixie cut (a la the wig). I was acustomed to everyone at school being familiar with my hair changes, but I forgot we got a whole new crop of people in this year who I proceeded to shock the shit out of on multiple occasions. Its great. Totally makes me giggle. Sharon suggested that I cut it permenantly, but I dont forsee doing that anytime soon. I have worked so hard to get it back (well, not really, but you know).
Um, lets see. Last week I went on a random telephone crusade to make sure that I still had all my booty calls lined up. No, Im not planning to take them up on the offer, but its something about having the option. Maybe some sort of ego booster. But not only did the guys (its only 3, and none of them are geographically desirable, nor are they William- end of story) say that was still an option, I believe they all said they would be stupid not to if the opportunity presented itself. LOL.
Im looking back up at the title, and I realize no lies...I hadnt planned to ramble about lies. I must have thought that was cute...
And in my final thought for now, I think I want to be a lifecoach. Or something along that lines. Is it wrong to not desire to make huge stacks of money in place of leading a truly rewarding life? Who wouldnt want to help change the world one person at a time? Right? Thats what I'll keep telling myself. I really believe I would be good at that. Either that or TV show :)
xoxox
9.23.2005
What does September 23rd mean to you?
Today is September 23rd, and its someone's birthday. I hope its a happy one. I feel bad for not being more excited about it. I know she is generally marginally excited, but I can usually coax a little more excitement from her...I also know shes getting put off by the grandparents anniversary thing, and that sometimes your birthday is really only special to you. Well, in this case, her...and me.
Not so much this year. I sent the egreeting super early just because I knew come the 23rd I'd forget...and I did. Well, not all the way, but I like for people to get the egreetings first thing in the morning so they know I was thinking about them. So she got it, loved it (of course, hallmark+hearts- a winning combination) and we emailed back and forth for a spell. Well, maybe 2 emails a piece.
But the thing here is that I really only sent it because I feel like most people like to know that someone is thinking of them. Totally taking myself out of the BFF role, I was just another person who happened to remember her special day.
Im sure she doesnt realize it. I want to say she's too caught up in her world to notice, but that just seems super harsh, and unlikely. Well, Im not willing to admit it. I would hate to say that was the actual state of affairs.
So, long story short, I sent the egreeting and sent the cutomary text when I got up with the chickens, and was done with it. I did my part. I reached out past my beloved halfway roadsign that I've been patiently awaiting her arrival at to do something nice. Or maybe because theyres all this discourse about it, maybe it isnt no nice really.
I cant wait to see what happens on November 12th.
xoxox
Not so much this year. I sent the egreeting super early just because I knew come the 23rd I'd forget...and I did. Well, not all the way, but I like for people to get the egreetings first thing in the morning so they know I was thinking about them. So she got it, loved it (of course, hallmark+hearts- a winning combination) and we emailed back and forth for a spell. Well, maybe 2 emails a piece.
But the thing here is that I really only sent it because I feel like most people like to know that someone is thinking of them. Totally taking myself out of the BFF role, I was just another person who happened to remember her special day.
Im sure she doesnt realize it. I want to say she's too caught up in her world to notice, but that just seems super harsh, and unlikely. Well, Im not willing to admit it. I would hate to say that was the actual state of affairs.
So, long story short, I sent the egreeting and sent the cutomary text when I got up with the chickens, and was done with it. I did my part. I reached out past my beloved halfway roadsign that I've been patiently awaiting her arrival at to do something nice. Or maybe because theyres all this discourse about it, maybe it isnt no nice really.
I cant wait to see what happens on November 12th.
xoxox
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