Dec 12
*grin*
Two more exams, and I’m DONE! Tonight is Behavioral Neuroscience and tomorrow is O Chem Lecture.
Thank freakin goddess.
Sheesh. This semester has been so challenging for me. I took a test last night in O Chem lab that was stupid hard. As in, it was so hard it was stupid. Oh well.
I’ve come to terms with this semester. I have made accommodations for next semester so it will be significantly less hard on me. I’ve got two choices as I see it: I can freak out and stress and be emotional over it. Or I can just roll with the punches. I’ve chosen to roll with the punches.
There are so many things I want to do this semester… one of my biggest priorities is to rest. I’d like to see my friends, too, if I still have any! I know, I know, I have many, but some of them seem to have fallen away, and being out of school will be my greatest indicator who’s around and who isn’t because now it won’t be an issue of not having the time to see each other. Rollin with the punches still.
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Aug 25
I see the way you look at me. I can see into your eyes, a glimmer of your soul. I know what you’re thinking, and I like it. You raise your eyebrow at me from across the room; it’s an open invitation for me to come closer. I know what you mean when you pull me close to you, with your palm on the small of my back. I know what you’re thinking when you breathe in my scent so deeply. I know what it is that you want when you say my name. I can hear it in your voice.
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Aug 18
I want to be that shining light for you when darkness is all you see. I want to be the sunshine you seek when you’re feeling blue.
I want to inspire, intrigue, and explore you.
I want to change the world for you and for everyone else I meet.
I want to be these things, passionately.
May 27
When I first catch glimpse of you, I grin from ear to ear. My heart skips a beat, and I gasp– the air gets caught in my throat and I’m a little choked up. It’s NOT love. It’s that primal animal instinct that makes me want to **** your brains out, and yes, that’s the technical term. I want to bite your lips, your neck… But when she walks in the room, I disappear. Inside I throw a little tantrum. My soul kicks and screams, and I pout a little. A little ball of jealous rage bellows a fire inside of me. Outside, I smile and find someone else to distract me. I suppose that some times I get to be the girl… and other times I get to wear the cloak. I abhor wearing your cloak.
May 25
I saw you tonight for the first time in ages.You were beautiful then as you are beautiful now. Through the eyes of a child I last watched you– through the ears of my youth I listened to you. Enamored. Our private little fortress; no one knew, no one could stop us. Our “secret” was bliss. I still think about it. Six years later, and you’re still on my mind. Who I am is because of many things that were you. Tonight you asked if I faulted anyone for my fuck ups. They weren’t fuck ups, but I certainly fault you for shaping me. I saw it; I feel it even now. That passion… that spark… I was blinded. It wasn’t love, but it was something that still binds to my heart. The more I say… the more I know less is better.
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