Sigh...

gotta love it.

non-permanence

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Thursday, April 26, 2007

Oh god.

I dreamt I was pregnant.

SO not ready for this.

No more grande caramel soy lattes after 6 pm.

mades [ 10:32 AM ] 1 happy lost cabbages

AY NAKO!

It's been such a long time since I've written something of actual substance. You know you sometimes get scared that life has become too simple and you've somehow forgotten to delve within deep thoughts that will essentially make you......

what?

smarter? deeper? I sometimes forget what I want out of these ramblings. Right now, my head is throbbing. I've just consumed half a grande of caramel latte and the back of my head is somewhat numb. I don't know if my brain is still working but these words should suffice evidence that maybe..... the gray mass inside my head is still functioning.

Oh god, I really need a daily routine which ends within two weeks of monetary payment before boredom consumes me. Shower me with responsibilities I crave oh please.

At this point in time... it seems I've been EVERYWHERE but still want to go places. Since 2003 alone, I've lived through breaking the baseball bambino curse in beantown Boston, vampiring nightlife in the advertising arena of Manhattan and cheesing white fences in New Jersey. I am now currently beaching it out in Los Angeles.

But shet noh. I still WANT:

Greece, Amsterdam, Jamaica, Italy, England!!!!

Surround me with accents please!

I'm in this part of life where I want to speed everything up. Could someone please teach me patience please. Please please please. Or grant me some kind of miracle.

I want EVERYTHING.

NOW please.

I've decided that God might be that kind of God that lets happiness come in installments. It's like financing a car.

You're either finding to complete three things in your 20's. it's shallow, sad but sometimes seemingly true. Find the perfect apartment, the perfect job and the perfect someone/perfect singledom life. You somehow always get two out of three or one out of three.

Pota. I want it ALL now please.

I dunno why I'm in such a selfish mood.

The only thing I want to be worrying about is that I don't have time to do everything I want to do.

Then I can worry about saving the world.

mades [ 1:26 AM ] 1 happy lost cabbages

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

SO easy.

He's a mean wanna-be.

He drives an hour and a half to see me... every other weekend.

He doesn't look around.

It's horribly corny, but he's incredibly kind.

He's a weekend warrior.

He's not a phone person, yet he still calls.

And we still talk everyday.

He maybe too good to be true.

But I really wouldn't mind spending time finding out.

It's been two months and a couple of days over.

He calls me Sunshine.

I call him Bum.

mades [ 10:26 AM ] 0 happy lost cabbages

Friday, April 13, 2007

HELL NO.

i've always been sick of situations when couples argue about every little thing. why didn't you call me? i was waiting. you were supposed to call. la la la.

AHHHHHHHHHHH.

so he didn't call. big whoop. there could be a gazillion things he could be doing. i've always told myself i wouldn't let that kind of thing get into me. no matter how great the guy is or how bad. i wouldn't want my happiness or mood be trifled by one missing phone call.

i refuse to be that girl who sits around and gets into this hefty mood because of a non-event. it's childish, insane and kind of pathetic. i have other things to do with my life thanks v. much.

THIS is what i have to keep telling myself.

Backed up with girl power songs in the background.

I'm still within grappling holds of independence.

mades [ 12:26 PM ] 1 happy lost cabbages