Thoughts.

There are certain conversations that you don't want to have.


Plain and simple, that's how it is. Many of them are uncomfortable, some could be catastrophic, and often times you put off having these conversations out of fear. Fear of what? Change.

I will be the first to admit that I have a fear of change. Most times I am very complacent to sit and watch things pass by, knowing I should say something but being afraid of what might happen if I do. Things aren't necessarily where I want them to be, but I will sit by in silence out of fear that my words could cause things to take a turn for the worse, and then where would I be?

This must change.

There are so many things I need to say to so many people right now.
And so many different words.

It wasn't right.

What do you need from me?

Can we start over?

I love that we can do this.

What do you think of me?

This should be you.

Please stop.

I miss you.

You aren't what I want.

Do you love me?

I think I am falling for you.

Sadly, I cannot bring myself to say any of these things to any of the people that need to hear them.
And I don't understand what it is that is holding me back.

Except for my fear.

Insomnia Leads To This.

Buy Me Things.

Like this.

And this.

And these.

Thank you. 

A Lovely Day.

Yesterday, I did many lovely things. These things include:

Seeing a lot of my friends after a long weekend.

Attempting to steal a phone and failing miserably.

Meeting with a financial aid advisor who went above and beyond.

Finding the world's largest Easter egg.

Enjoying ice cream with a handsome boy.

Making our own hot air balloon and attempting to fly it.

Watching three episodes of Cake Boss.

Shoe shopping with Bennett.

Eating a delicious Triple Cheese Cheesburger from Red Robin.

Meeting new people and relaxing in the hot tub.

And falling asleep to Joshua Radin playing on Pandora.

On top of all this, the weather was beautiful if not a bit chilly and the day was overall one of the most relaxing, comfortable and enjoyable days I have had in a while. 

I love these days.

Burlesque.

A real post is coming soon, I promise

By real post, I mean one without the main content being a total fox.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh...

Needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed Burlesque. 

Dear boy.

To the boy at Kneaders on Wednesday who looked like this:

  

                    Sigh. You were incredibly attractive. And I know you caught me looking, because I caught you looking too. Right when you tripped over the rug you were walking on when our eyes met.

And when you kept looking, even though you were with a group of over made up, obnoxious blondes.

Hopefully, we meet again.



Sincerely, the girl who ordered the bread bowl.

DayQuil.

This is my new love.

You may not like him at first. He comes on a little strong. And tastes a little funny.

But he knows what's best for you.

And in the end, he will make you feel better. And besides, isn't that what every woman wants anyway?