Posts Tagged ‘Memories’


Posted: June 1, 2011 in June
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I haven’t done any real writing a very long time, so let’s see what I can do now that I am just sitting and thinking about that. I’ve just been so busy lately. From moving in to getting settled and then going back to school because I am taking summer classes. I am ready for a summer break. Maybe when I actually have time I’ll just go down for a weekend or so and stay with my mom. That would be nice. Kind of like old times too. I think the summer before I came to college and weekends my senior year were the best for me. That’s when I would go to my mom’s apartment and we’d get a movie and either go out for some food or make something at home and we’d just crash and have fun together. Those were great times. I remember once I stayed there for like 5 days straight. It was a long weekend for school and I would go to work with her. It was all just so great.

Well this isn’t as long as I’d hope I would write, but it’s almost time for me to go to school. There are other things I still want to tell, but they will have to wait. And perhaps something I shouldn’t tell the world. Though I doubt highly my voice and thoughts are heard through out the world on this little blog.


  1. When I know something is wrong, but I am not sure what is wrong or I don’t know exactly how to fix it I like to listen to The Dave Matthews Band.                                                  
  2. I also like to Dave Matthews when I miss my mom. She listens to him a lot and it brings back memories.       
  3. I am spontaneous, but I will occasionally look before I jump.                                                        
  4. I am really good with sensory details and terrible with names. If you want me to remember something usually saying something like the blonde guy or the car that smelled like peppermint is better than Jared or the Toyota.                                                                                                                
  5. I love to cook.                                                             
  6. I want a lime green Chevy Camaro someday.                                                                       

Pictures from Google Images.

If Only…

Posted: April 14, 2011 in April
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I wish my ex would still talk to me. I don’t think I would even care that we could never be a couple again, but as long as we were friends again. I miss him.

Of course I dreamed about him again last night. I know it and my roommates know it. I am starting to get flashes back from the dreams and I am a little sad from them. My ex has said he hopes no one ever gets close to him again because he knows it always ends badly…I want to tell him that we may have ended badly, but I know it was worth it. And I hope when the time comes in his life that he wonders if anyone ever truly cared about him or even still does he thinks of me.

Well I’ve had my fill of sex talks and discussions to last a lifetime. I think I am truly done playing a game called Territory War Online. The people that play that can be interesting at times, but oh so dirty…

To one person from this game all I have to say is thanks so much for comparing my vagina to deep space. Just so any guy knows when you break into Star Trek quotes when you’re trying to hook up with a girl, know that if she’s not a total nerd you’re going to be shot down so fast! “I want to go where no man has gone before.” Right…that’s a total turn off!

Dear Pandora

Posted: March 29, 2011 in March
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Why’d you have to make me so freaking shy?!?! Well shy around cute guys. Honestly I think I’d be so much better off if I didn’t just freeze around cute guys. I saw him tonight. It was just him and I on the sidewalk. No one around for some reason. I could have said hi at least. But no. My mind freezes and I look at my feet.

I am kicking myself for not saying something anything. I could have at least looked up and smiled at him. But no. It’s much too late to wish I did something. Too little and too late.

So here I sit alone. It’s quiet except for my music, but even it’s not very loud. The aroma of my cocoa crème tea feeling the air. I love it. Well all except for the alone part.

Why do I feel so…small in this world now? Without my friends here I just feel small and quiet. Like the smallest insect imaginable.

I miss him again. The last man to make me feel something that was real. Sure it’s been so long since then, but it was the only real thing in so long if ever. Why can’t I just except that it was a summer fling and nothing meant to be lasting? I almost wish I could just forget, but then would I lose the only real memory of love and longing I have?


Posted: March 3, 2011 in March
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Could this be the beginnings of a relapse? Perhaps. I am having those old dreams and old thoughts. I think I just miss those puppy dog eyes and those perfect lips. I want to feel the passion again. I am ready but I can’t find what I want.

Just Another Day

Posted: January 23, 2011 in January

There’s just a weird feeling about me for the past few days. I am not quite into my usual emo funks. It’s more of just quiet days. Sitting around and thinking of how things use to be and miss him. Missing those days when it was you and I and the quiet warmth of that day. Amazing how all the other noises and worries just vanished and nothing could possible both us…