So it's been quiet here, but my life is quite far from quiet.
For starters, I officially have a boyfriend. It's quite strange, I'd say. I have even stuttered at saying the word a few times to give an example of the strangeness and amount of time passed since this has been the case. But the awesome thing is, I'm happy! Very happy.
Due to my inactivity online I feel the desire to share this, which made me laugh like a child.
Spoon Prank WIN - watch more funny videos
Of the random notes that I have put in my phone as of late:
There is going to be an American Pie 4. Interesting, we'll see about that.
Lately the sight of people picking up cigarette butts from ash trays has really been disturbing me. I mean, it's quite disgusting as it is. But I have been seeing it so much recently as I watch out the windows of my work. And it makes me gag inside. Moreover, all I can think of is herpes. Ugh.
I ultimately realized, although previously shallowly knew, that my skin tone allows me pull off any hair color. I have just about every color imagined and have received compliments on all of them and even specific references to my skin tone. I love being olive toned. And I guess it's just not my skin but also my general style. People focus more on that aspect when it comes to commenting on my hair color and hair style. They all say that it fits. I like that.I actually just redyed my hair a somewhat different color that I'm really loving. So that means my hair is washed [as this provides me as a date reminder for my keeping track of dread washings].
I cannot conceive my life without reading.I don't mean just being literate but more so the hobby of reading, the actual pleasure of reading, the luxury, the leisure, the experience.
All of that, I cannot conceive my life without.
People retain about 20% of what they hear, 30% of what they see, and 50% of what they hear and see.
I hate lone standing shoulder tattoos.
In regards to my observations and obsessions with human interaction, I can predict sexual occurrences. First of all, I can predict a lot of things, but today I am focusing on sexual ones and those that generally occur in film and television specifically. Earlier this week, as I was about to go to bed and do some final studying for my tests I had the TV on in the background. The show Leverage was on, one that I have never watched before. Of course I wasn't entirely focused on the show nor did I have the volume on. But within minutes of watching it, I knew exactly what was going to happen next. And it wasn't necessarily that easily of a predictable situation of intimacy that any idiot could predict, but one that takes a bit more skill to recognize. I say this because a lot of what you watch can be very predictable [interesting that we watch it anyways]. But needless to say, it amused me very much to know what was going to occur.
The unknown makes me happy.By unknown I refer to the things that scare people but not the types referring to the future or events per se, but things such as space, other things that are beyond our reach and knowledge. Those countless jet trails that I have watched...moving towards the unknown. Jet trails are a combination of the past and the future, the unknown. Anything but now. To me.
I don't want to elaborate this at all because it holds a great deal of significance only to me. And I prefer to keep it that way.
The goddamn Madonna/whore dichotomy role is totally modeled after the Scorpio. I figured it out! The complete contradictions...no different from those of a Scorpio. I find myself straddling these roles unintentionally. The raw sexual being and the innocent all at the same time. And it is not just how I view myself but I have been told this. I balance these things out. It makes so much sense.
People pollute my enjoyment of things. This is by no means intended to be a harsh statement but an obvious truth. Take, for example, my love for going to theaters alone. It is impossible to be fully within your own mind when someone else is next to you. That is all I am saying. And I am not implying that this is the case for everything, not at all. I don't want to feel like I need to explain that there are situations that are actually more enjoyable with someone next to you.
I realized, contrary to what is generally the case, that I would not go crazy in a cubicle. I say this from experiences of studying at cubicles at school. Actually, quite the opposite would happen. Yes, I do enjoy watching people and interacting with them from time to time. But on the other hand, I verrry much enjoy being alone and being in my own mind, hence a reference to the last paragraph. There is a lot more to this explanation that is far too personal that I only selectively share. But let's just say, I like being with my mind the wonderful powers of imagination it has.Windows would make it only more dangerous.
Dangerous fantasy.
I'd like to write more but I'm really sick of sitting in front of computers lately. I'm going to sit in front of the sun instead.
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