Lust:
Things I love:
Corn
Sunday Funday
Sleepy Kisses
Midnight text messages
Kids that love me
Snuggling
Pico
My little red bike
Instant Messages
A yummy smelling boy
My favorite songs on the radio
PBR
Things I hate:
Being late
Missing homework deadlines
Being ignored
Judgment
Broken hearts
Cat piss
Beets
Hinder and that “Lips of An Angel†song
Things I hate to love:
Myspace
Boys who ignore me
Money
Junk food
Musicians
Hot dogs
Chewing my lip
Admiration
I’m 25, going on 18. I started getting younger last summer, and I think by the time I hit 30 I’ll have a better idea of who I am, where I’m going and what I want. But for now, I’m going to enjoy my chaos. The only way I can describe myself right now is to say that I’m in the thick of my quarter-life crisis and I’m seeking out the meaning of “the bigger pictureâ€. Sorry for my platitude in that statement, but sometimes things are trite for a reason. Sometimes there are days when my skin doesn’t feel like my own and I wonder who the person is that stares back at me from the mirror. Other days, I can’t imagine being anything other than this. Dysfunctional and impulsive; uncommitted and complex; naïve and hopeful. Isn’t there something magical about being lost?
I believe in global warming - IT'S NOT A CONSPIRACY, socialism is a darn good economic system, and discount jager shots at Smith's Olde bar can sometimes save and/or ruin your life. Expensive running shoes are not only necessary, they can define the strength of your stride, and I would have a hard time respecting someone on the track wearing Skechers. I've sold out to the man again, but all things are temporary. I don't think that aspiring to own a hot dog stand is impractical or childish. I'm too sensitive about how my friends treat me. I adopted one of the world's ugliest cats. Sometimes I listen to one song over and over and over until I can't stand it anymore.
My goals are to be a better, more complete person, but I want to take my time getting there. I want to be a better friend to the people I know and the people I have yet to meet. I want to be satisfied with the things I have, not lusting for the things I don’t. I don’t think you can truly be happy until you’re content with what you’ve got. But when do you decide to stop trying to progress? Sitting still isn’t something I do well. I have a knack for picking up and leaving when the urge strikes. I would like to have a more positive attitude that resonates from me. I’d like to spend less time dreaming, and more time doing. I wish I could ignore my computer and read real books more. If I traveled to every city, town and country in the world, I would still want to see more. Sometimes I wear too much perfume. Sometimes I don’t wash my hair for days and days. I break promises and I ignore phone calls. I gossip more than I should and sometimes I tell lies. My priorities change more often than I can keep up with and I rarely finish things I start. That’s certainly something I need to put more energy into… maybe college will be my first.
I have a lot of faults but I like me. If you’re on my friends list, I think you might like me too.
If you want to win my heart, just make me homemade Corndogs. Seriously. I can't think of anything better. Gentleman, start your grills. I was recently corrected here... it wouldn't be a grill, it would be a deep fryer.
