So for starters, I would like to apologize for not posting in nearly a month. I can't even explain how much shit has happened. And I don't say shit in the bad sense of the word. Well my New Years' resolution was to not swear as much.... and to stop drinking. The swearing thing isn't going so well, but the drinking thing is going fabulously. Montana says I can just casually drink and not drink until I vomit/pass out. Well I could do without the extra caloric intake of alcohol.
Speaking of Montana. WOW. Where do I begin? Well how about over break? I obviously missed him like crazy. Something I was completely surprised about, mind you. I mean, I knew I would miss him, but who knew that much? So needless to say I ran up my phone bill with texting him all day every day. I believe there was one day that we didn't talk over break, and it drove me nuts. Oh! Side story-- apparently I got half of my promised $20,000 bonus, which equated to $6,900 after taxes. Imagine my bank account used to be -$5.40 and suddenly it's over $7,000! Well, I went a little nuts. I can back to school with about $3000. Yeah. I bought my sister a $300 mixer, dropped $450 on a new phone for myself and my mum (will get to that), bought $200 worth of bras and panties from Victoria's Secret (I needed it!), took Bonnie and Montana out to dinner (The Novio was suppose to go, but he had to work or something), and various other things. I am a crazy spender. But back to Montana. Well we missed each other a LOT, and we both thought of each other every day. I hate talking on the phone and we had two 2 1/2 to 3 1/2 hour conversations. Yeeeah. And there was never a dull moment.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
And we've now returned to our regularly scheduled program.
So I'm back! Not just from the oblivion that is winter break (and too much partying new years eve... ugh), but back to school as well. And yes, I've done some (very) intense thinking... about a lot of things. Like Montana, chemistry as a major, my academic and military career, etc. So! My thoughts? Well, I'm going to drop the chemistry major and pick up French and Spanish and do chemistry as a minor (I've put entirely too much work into it not to get something out of it)
....... and I don't exactly remember what else I was going to say (as of 2/4/09)
....... and I don't exactly remember what else I was going to say (as of 2/4/09)
Sunday, December 21, 2008
2, 4, 10, 20.... 182
2 Days--
Until I see mis abuelos!! Ahhh! I'm so excited! Mon grand-pere and I keep missing each other; every time I call he's asleep, and everytime he calls I'm asleep. But that's okay. I'm going to see my granddaddy! And my grandmother! Mis abuelos! Plus I'll get to see Banana, and I can NOT WAIT until she opens her present(s?) from me. Mum had to stop me from buying her 7326942874329643729 million things. Oh just you wait. Like my blog usage? The whole hyperlink thing? Thought I would try it out, but I'm not going to start doing it. I like the cleanliness of my blog, just regular posts. Perhaps some photos, though? No. I have another use for thos...
4 Days--
Until one of my least favorite holidays. I'm excited because I get to see everyone open the presents that we got them. BUT I think the spirit of Christmas is lost on all of the hype about presents, decorations, etc. Christmas isn't about presents! It's about taking 3 hours with my grandfather to put our artifical tree together, or dancing with him to old school Christmas music (the only kind of Christmas music I will listen to) while in my PJs and he's in his long-johns. Or setting something in the kitchen on fire every year. Or everyone getting drunk and falling asleep all over the house, while the food is supose to be cooking. Christmas is about some gift you get, wrapped in pretty paper, and stuffed under a tree. It's about everything else. It's unfortunate that most of humanity has forgotten that. I have such a dismal outlook for humanity in general--but I digress!
10 Days--
Untils Kitty's "Going to Deutschland/Going away/New Years' Eve/Perfect-Reason-to-get-Trashed" party. I mean, are you surprised? A round of vodka shots for everyone! With Cosmo chasers! Oh, the alcoholism...
20 Days--
Until my return to Charleston, which is what I'm looking forward to the most in this countdown (Kitty's Party is a very close second). My return to Charleston means a number of things. For starters, I get to see some of my closest friends again, get to play with a super cute puppy, get regular sex... I mean, get to see Montana. What? Well, if you were celibate for a month after regularly getting some, I'm sure you would think sex first too. Plus, we probably won't have sex in the first place anyway. We enjoy each others company way too much. So, we'll probably end up going to a movie or bowling or playing with the pup or just sitting around talking, or all of them (with Bonnie and The Novio). Sex always seems to be on the backburner for the two of us (a fantastic and tragic thing). What? So I'm more of a guy than you would expect. Get over it.
On a side note, I have talked to The Darkness (you've heard of the move The Ghost and The Darkness? Well, he is a very good friend, but no less scary) a good amount this past week. Haven't heard from Columbia, been sending facebook messages to Bonnie, Speedy is in NYC and has a bad case of "sandy vagina", and (of course) been talking to Montana. Though I did temporarily cut communications because I didn't have anything to talk about. The next day, he texts me, but our conversation gets scrammbled because his phone is retarded and I'm... irritable. I haven't been running, and I think that's my problem. Run, Atom! Yes, I'll get right on that, dear. You just hold your breath, alright? That a girl.
No, but seriously. I am going to start running, this whole "insominiac who's a couch potato" thing is not working. I need to release some stress and I need to get in better shape. I'm in competition with Speedy and Montana on PTing. No, I am not crazy. Yes, I'm serious. You can stop laughing. No, really, stop laughing. Thanks. Well a girl's got to have goals, right? So what if Montana runs a 11:10 2 mile (my best was *cough* 14:40), so what if Speedy can do 90 push-ups in 2 minutes (icandofortytwo), and I don't care if both of them can do 100 sit-ups in 2 minutes. I'm going to either join them or beat them. As you can tell, this lends to fantastic eye candy for all involved. You see why my mind goes straight to the gutter when Montana is involved? I mean, have you seen him without his shirt on? Wow. Well, I suppose you haven't. And that's a tragedy. Quickly rectified, of course, but a tragedy nonetheless. Plus he's hilarious! And very intelligent. Grant it, we don't have the intellectual conversations that RC and I have, but that's a different story, for another blog perhaps, or another time.
What was the point of my side note? Oh yeah! Okay, so I have this spectacular idea for my granddaddy. For Father's Day, I'm going to make him a scrapbook. I'm starting on it a bit late (I've only just got started on it, yesterday), so I've got to make a LOT of progress this break. This is my project. I have 182 days to write/draw out the plans for the pages; organize the photos from my film camera; organize and print the ones from my digital camera; buy all the stickers, pens, markers, paper, glue I may need; put it together; wrap it... all this while I'm in school full time this up coming spring semester and in the summer. I had this idea almost a year ago. So I've got to get started, and I have to make sure that my grandmother doesn't find out, nor my uncle, because my uncle will try to either take over or out-do me (which will lead to a horrendous fight, if this occurs) and I want my grandmother to be just a surprised. I need creative juices. I was thinking of including poems (original works), but only if they come to me. I don't like to force writing, because then it seems artificial. Speaking of writing, I'm going to see if I can try and finish my book. And I'm going to start drawing again. Montana asked (on the night of my insomnia) why i didn't paint or draw any more. I said I don't know. And I don't. Maybe it's because I found a different art, or maybe it's because I'm not that person who needed an outlet in order to deal with the world anymore. So I'm going to start up again, and see what happens. Yes, a positive outlook is what's needed this break. I have so much to do, and so little time. But at least I have a purpose now.
Until I see mis abuelos!! Ahhh! I'm so excited! Mon grand-pere and I keep missing each other; every time I call he's asleep, and everytime he calls I'm asleep. But that's okay. I'm going to see my granddaddy! And my grandmother! Mis abuelos! Plus I'll get to see Banana, and I can NOT WAIT until she opens her present(s?) from me. Mum had to stop me from buying her 7326942874329643729 million things. Oh just you wait. Like my blog usage? The whole hyperlink thing? Thought I would try it out, but I'm not going to start doing it. I like the cleanliness of my blog, just regular posts. Perhaps some photos, though? No. I have another use for thos...
4 Days--
Until one of my least favorite holidays. I'm excited because I get to see everyone open the presents that we got them. BUT I think the spirit of Christmas is lost on all of the hype about presents, decorations, etc. Christmas isn't about presents! It's about taking 3 hours with my grandfather to put our artifical tree together, or dancing with him to old school Christmas music (the only kind of Christmas music I will listen to) while in my PJs and he's in his long-johns. Or setting something in the kitchen on fire every year. Or everyone getting drunk and falling asleep all over the house, while the food is supose to be cooking. Christmas is about some gift you get, wrapped in pretty paper, and stuffed under a tree. It's about everything else. It's unfortunate that most of humanity has forgotten that. I have such a dismal outlook for humanity in general--but I digress!
10 Days--
Untils Kitty's "Going to Deutschland/Going away/New Years' Eve/Perfect-Reason-to-get-Trashed" party. I mean, are you surprised? A round of vodka shots for everyone! With Cosmo chasers! Oh, the alcoholism...
20 Days--
Until my return to Charleston, which is what I'm looking forward to the most in this countdown (Kitty's Party is a very close second). My return to Charleston means a number of things. For starters, I get to see some of my closest friends again, get to play with a super cute puppy, get regular sex... I mean, get to see Montana. What? Well, if you were celibate for a month after regularly getting some, I'm sure you would think sex first too. Plus, we probably won't have sex in the first place anyway. We enjoy each others company way too much. So, we'll probably end up going to a movie or bowling or playing with the pup or just sitting around talking, or all of them (with Bonnie and The Novio). Sex always seems to be on the backburner for the two of us (a fantastic and tragic thing). What? So I'm more of a guy than you would expect. Get over it.
On a side note, I have talked to The Darkness (you've heard of the move The Ghost and The Darkness? Well, he is a very good friend, but no less scary) a good amount this past week. Haven't heard from Columbia, been sending facebook messages to Bonnie, Speedy is in NYC and has a bad case of "sandy vagina", and (of course) been talking to Montana. Though I did temporarily cut communications because I didn't have anything to talk about. The next day, he texts me, but our conversation gets scrammbled because his phone is retarded and I'm... irritable. I haven't been running, and I think that's my problem. Run, Atom! Yes, I'll get right on that, dear. You just hold your breath, alright? That a girl.
No, but seriously. I am going to start running, this whole "insominiac who's a couch potato" thing is not working. I need to release some stress and I need to get in better shape. I'm in competition with Speedy and Montana on PTing. No, I am not crazy. Yes, I'm serious. You can stop laughing. No, really, stop laughing. Thanks. Well a girl's got to have goals, right? So what if Montana runs a 11:10 2 mile (my best was *cough* 14:40), so what if Speedy can do 90 push-ups in 2 minutes (icandofortytwo), and I don't care if both of them can do 100 sit-ups in 2 minutes. I'm going to either join them or beat them. As you can tell, this lends to fantastic eye candy for all involved. You see why my mind goes straight to the gutter when Montana is involved? I mean, have you seen him without his shirt on? Wow. Well, I suppose you haven't. And that's a tragedy. Quickly rectified, of course, but a tragedy nonetheless. Plus he's hilarious! And very intelligent. Grant it, we don't have the intellectual conversations that RC and I have, but that's a different story, for another blog perhaps, or another time.
What was the point of my side note? Oh yeah! Okay, so I have this spectacular idea for my granddaddy. For Father's Day, I'm going to make him a scrapbook. I'm starting on it a bit late (I've only just got started on it, yesterday), so I've got to make a LOT of progress this break. This is my project. I have 182 days to write/draw out the plans for the pages; organize the photos from my film camera; organize and print the ones from my digital camera; buy all the stickers, pens, markers, paper, glue I may need; put it together; wrap it... all this while I'm in school full time this up coming spring semester and in the summer. I had this idea almost a year ago. So I've got to get started, and I have to make sure that my grandmother doesn't find out, nor my uncle, because my uncle will try to either take over or out-do me (which will lead to a horrendous fight, if this occurs) and I want my grandmother to be just a surprised. I need creative juices. I was thinking of including poems (original works), but only if they come to me. I don't like to force writing, because then it seems artificial. Speaking of writing, I'm going to see if I can try and finish my book. And I'm going to start drawing again. Montana asked (on the night of my insomnia) why i didn't paint or draw any more. I said I don't know. And I don't. Maybe it's because I found a different art, or maybe it's because I'm not that person who needed an outlet in order to deal with the world anymore. So I'm going to start up again, and see what happens. Yes, a positive outlook is what's needed this break. I have so much to do, and so little time. But at least I have a purpose now.
Friday, December 19, 2008
My not-so-sweet life
So, in a nut shell, my life sucks. It was just sent ot me in an email that my academic adviser thinks that I may need need to change majors or look at the five year plan. Are. You. SERIOUS. Well, I have been actually thinking about switching majors. I just picked up a minor in French, so I may just make it a major and do Criminal Justice as well. Maybe a chemistry minor? But my problem is, I love chemistry so much. And I studied so fucking hard for organic! That's why I went out, but after that halloween party, it all kind of died down. I have severly cut my alcoholic in take, which is good I suppose. But still!! I don't know. Maybe I was never cut out for it. One of my friends switched her major from biochem to biology, because biochem was killing her. Another, VG, changed it from biology/pre-med to english and education. She did that last year. I suppose I could change mine as well. I love chemistry, but maybe it's not for me. I like organic, I thought it was cool. I think I'm going to go to Mexico and France this summer, finish off my langauge credits, and see if I want to major in French and Spanish with maybe Criminal Justice as a major, you know?
My life sucks. I should have done what I wanted to do, and be a ballerina. An artist. I wanted to be an artist.
My life sucks. I should have done what I wanted to do, and be a ballerina. An artist. I wanted to be an artist.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Insomnia
And so it begins again...
Normally, I only have this problem of not being able to go to sleep at home, but on an increasing basis I--
This post was cut short because Montana was spending the night and said he was going to leave because he was "bothering me". Clearly a lie. He just didn't want to sleep without me. Clearly. He also tempted me to talk about what I was going to blog about, since this is my form of therapy in coping with... well, life, I suppose. This led to an understanding, of sorts, between the two of us.
Normally, I only have this problem of not being able to go to sleep at home, but on an increasing basis I--
This post was cut short because Montana was spending the night and said he was going to leave because he was "bothering me". Clearly a lie. He just didn't want to sleep without me. Clearly. He also tempted me to talk about what I was going to blog about, since this is my form of therapy in coping with... well, life, I suppose. This led to an understanding, of sorts, between the two of us.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Ca-kissing
This is a new term, coined by my fantastic roommate, Smiling Arizona. Since Montana and I aren't dating (she said we were ca-dating, and I quickly corrected her), she thought of the term ca-kissing. I think it's hilarious, and will use it.
So saturday night part of the crew (Speedy, Bonnie (DS), and I) are going to go salsa dancing with other assorted amigos. YES, it's finals. YES, we need to study. But honestly, I'm going to study almost all day on friday, saturday, and sunday. Plus today i'm studying/tutoring for French allll day, so I figured that we need a break from the pressures of school. Thus, salsa dancing! The Novio and Montana aren't going because neither one of them likes to dance and they also didn't have that great of a time last time, soooo Bonnie and I aren't taking our "other halves" as it were. She suggested that Montana drops us off at the club, and then goes back and chills with The Novio. A kind of "oh I just dropped off the girls" action, and then he picks us back up, so that we can get drunk hahaha. But I'll ask him if he likes the idea. The Novio will definitely like the idea, because then he'll know that we're safe and not being mugged or something on the way to the club.
My goal for this break is to run monday thru friday, and to try and lift weights on saturday and sunday, and possibly swim as well. And I'm going to study one subject a day over break, like rotate them. My day will start at like 0600, but it'll end around 1400 and then I'll sleep and do whatever. But I definitely want to try and get a leg up on my studies and I feel gross cause I haven't PTed in sooo long. As I told him before, my goal is to out PT Speedy. He doesn't believe me, but I will either be able to keep up with him, or I'll smoke him. I'm going to be PT-ing a LOT. That includes not being lazy when I go to France. I'll probably just run while I'm there, since I don't want to go to the gym and it'll help me figure out my general area. back to studying!
So saturday night part of the crew (Speedy, Bonnie (DS), and I) are going to go salsa dancing with other assorted amigos. YES, it's finals. YES, we need to study. But honestly, I'm going to study almost all day on friday, saturday, and sunday. Plus today i'm studying/tutoring for French allll day, so I figured that we need a break from the pressures of school. Thus, salsa dancing! The Novio and Montana aren't going because neither one of them likes to dance and they also didn't have that great of a time last time, soooo Bonnie and I aren't taking our "other halves" as it were. She suggested that Montana drops us off at the club, and then goes back and chills with The Novio. A kind of "oh I just dropped off the girls" action, and then he picks us back up, so that we can get drunk hahaha. But I'll ask him if he likes the idea. The Novio will definitely like the idea, because then he'll know that we're safe and not being mugged or something on the way to the club.
My goal for this break is to run monday thru friday, and to try and lift weights on saturday and sunday, and possibly swim as well. And I'm going to study one subject a day over break, like rotate them. My day will start at like 0600, but it'll end around 1400 and then I'll sleep and do whatever. But I definitely want to try and get a leg up on my studies and I feel gross cause I haven't PTed in sooo long. As I told him before, my goal is to out PT Speedy. He doesn't believe me, but I will either be able to keep up with him, or I'll smoke him. I'm going to be PT-ing a LOT. That includes not being lazy when I go to France. I'll probably just run while I'm there, since I don't want to go to the gym and it'll help me figure out my general area. back to studying!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Sweet Sixteen
two of my really close friends, Kitty and VG, sent this idea to me via facebook, and it got me thinking. so here are my responses:
Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 16 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you and/or I thought you might actually respond to the survey.
1. No matter how much I bitch and complain and say otherwise, I want nothing more than to fall in love, marry said guy, and have massive amounts of babies. I am a complete and utter, hopeless romantic. But I am absolutely terrified of falling in love again, so I have come to terms with being alone, save for my friends (who will always be around, barring unforeseen events) and my family.
2. I think religion is a weak minded person's way of dealing with the real world and an idiotic person's way of rationalizing doing what they believe to be "right" or "wrong". At least that's what I believe when it comes to extremism and contemporary religion. I don't see the point in huge churches, services, sermons, donating money to churches so they can have a solid gold crucifix, etc. I believe the Jews had it right in saying that Christianity was a "mystery religion" because too much of it is based off of arcane thinking and ceremonies. Worship. It shouldn't have to be extravagant and lavish, you are merely saying "Hi God/Allah/Buddha/Vishnu/Other Deities. I am just thinking about you, and want you to know I'm trying to live up to expectations for humanity.
3. I don't know what I want to do with my life. No seriously. I'm almost done with college, and I wish that I had majored in history or criminal justice or French or Spanish, or any combination of all of them. I don't want to be a chemistry major anymore, but I still love it. Does that make sense? I want to go to grad school for chemistry, but I also want to go for French and Spanish (if I were a major); but then again I don't know if I'm that dedicated. I want to open a bakery, but do I really want to go to school for even longer later in life? Do I really want to go to culinary school?
4. I am not the sexual deviant that everyone seems to think I am, nor am I a slut, and my prudish days are looong gone. I've only had sex with two people in my entire life, my ex, WT, and the guy I'm currently with. I do have a "to-do" list of sorts, but whether or not it actually gets accomplished remains to be seen.
5. I was a wait until marriage girl. Yes, it doesn't seem true does it? But it is. I wanted to wait until I got married to have sex, but... well it didn't really happen, did it?
6. My goal in life is to own a bunch of land, have horses, chicken, wild turkey, goats, dogs, birds (like parrots), and cats. And a lot of them. I want a huge flower garden, and an orchard, a vegetable garden and an herb garden, so that i don't really have to go to the grocery store. So all in all, I want to be a farmer. I want the stuff I use in my bakery to come from my garden and my animals that can roam around and do whatever they want.
7. I want to live in a house that's run on green energy and want to own a business that's the same.
8. I'm terrified that this beautiful world as we know it, will be lost to future generations, and they'll never know the beauty that occurs in this world, because past societies were too selfish to care to preserve and respect it.
9. I HATE people who fucking don't vote. YOUR ANCESTORS FOUGHT TO VOTE!! So VOTE!! People who don't care about politics should be oppressed so that they may understand what a beautiful thing it is, to vote and not be persecuted for it, not have to worry about dying or your family being murder because of who you chose to elect. There is a reason that everyone should vote--making sound, informed decisions, of course--so that there is no reason for you to bitch when things don't turn out the way they should because you didn't even BOTHER to vote.
10. I am the world's biggest tree hugger and I'm in the Army and I go to a military college in the SOUTH. I'm a lone democrat in a vast republican society, at school. One of 6 black females in my entire class. And I love every second of it. Contradictions make life interesting.
11. In a perfect world, I could have Speedy (who was formally known as MS) and Montana (formerly MT). I could have both of them. But this isn't a perfect world. But, oh the irony. On one level, they are exactly the same person. But on a different level, they are completely different. One cares about politics, the other doesn't; one loves to dance, the other doesn't. They both nerds (like me), enjoy the same things, same major, want to (basically) do the same thing. But Montana.... well he's the one I chose. And I'm glad I did. I really like him, and we'll see how this pans out. But with either one of them, it wouldn't just be about casual dating, or "friends with benefits" (what GARBAGE...), or just about sex. Dating either one of them will lead to more, I've figured that out. So I have to be sound in my decision, because one broken heart can be disastrous, since it's not just what it seems.
12. I regret losing my virginity so easily. But we were in love (so I thought) and going to be together for awhile (so I thought.... so he said...). I don't regret that I lost it, because I think that has helped me grow as a person, that entire experience, but I do regret that if I get married I won't have anything that's just for mon mari, you know?
13. I want to learn how to speak (and read and write) 13 different languages. They are: Spanish, French, German, Italian, Greek, Portuguese, Dutch, Arabic, Japanese, Korean, Russian, Mandarin, and Swahili (or a similar language). I want to live in 5 out of the 7 continents of the world (Europe, South America, North America (some where other than the US, like Mexico or Central America or the Caribbean) Africa, and Asia).
14. Unlike some women I talk to, I love every part of the male body. There are some women who think that their genitalia is ugly or disgusting, etc. No. I think that the male body, in its own way, is every inch as beautiful as the female body. But it does not do justice to compare either genders, since they are so radically different. I, of course, don't like chest, back, and facial hair. The facial hair thing is thanks to me going to a military college and being in the Army, seeing too many clean shaven guys makes those people with facial hair..... gross, for lack of a better term.
15. I'm in the habit of color coding and labeling everything, mainly because it helps me learn, but also because I think it's just easier to find things and to under stand the differences. I am a super-planner. Before I even got accepted into my college I mapped out my 4-year ciriculmn. Yeah. And my drawers in my desk at school are a particular way and it bothers me when someone touches them or messes with them. Or anything in my room, really. And I can tell. Trust me.
16. I love to read. If I could get hired just to read all day long, I would do it and never stop until I was blind, and then I would buy books on tape. I want a huge library, like Belle from Beauty and the Beast, in my house. I would also love to own a bookstore, with a cafe next to it. A cafe that gets pastries from my bakery. But I know that I can never compete with the big name book sellers, so it is merely a very much wanted, but unrealistic dream.
Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 16 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you and/or I thought you might actually respond to the survey.
1. No matter how much I bitch and complain and say otherwise, I want nothing more than to fall in love, marry said guy, and have massive amounts of babies. I am a complete and utter, hopeless romantic. But I am absolutely terrified of falling in love again, so I have come to terms with being alone, save for my friends (who will always be around, barring unforeseen events) and my family.
2. I think religion is a weak minded person's way of dealing with the real world and an idiotic person's way of rationalizing doing what they believe to be "right" or "wrong". At least that's what I believe when it comes to extremism and contemporary religion. I don't see the point in huge churches, services, sermons, donating money to churches so they can have a solid gold crucifix, etc. I believe the Jews had it right in saying that Christianity was a "mystery religion" because too much of it is based off of arcane thinking and ceremonies. Worship. It shouldn't have to be extravagant and lavish, you are merely saying "Hi God/Allah/Buddha/Vishnu/Other Deities. I am just thinking about you, and want you to know I'm trying to live up to expectations for humanity.
3. I don't know what I want to do with my life. No seriously. I'm almost done with college, and I wish that I had majored in history or criminal justice or French or Spanish, or any combination of all of them. I don't want to be a chemistry major anymore, but I still love it. Does that make sense? I want to go to grad school for chemistry, but I also want to go for French and Spanish (if I were a major); but then again I don't know if I'm that dedicated. I want to open a bakery, but do I really want to go to school for even longer later in life? Do I really want to go to culinary school?
4. I am not the sexual deviant that everyone seems to think I am, nor am I a slut, and my prudish days are looong gone. I've only had sex with two people in my entire life, my ex, WT, and the guy I'm currently with. I do have a "to-do" list of sorts, but whether or not it actually gets accomplished remains to be seen.
5. I was a wait until marriage girl. Yes, it doesn't seem true does it? But it is. I wanted to wait until I got married to have sex, but... well it didn't really happen, did it?
6. My goal in life is to own a bunch of land, have horses, chicken, wild turkey, goats, dogs, birds (like parrots), and cats. And a lot of them. I want a huge flower garden, and an orchard, a vegetable garden and an herb garden, so that i don't really have to go to the grocery store. So all in all, I want to be a farmer. I want the stuff I use in my bakery to come from my garden and my animals that can roam around and do whatever they want.
7. I want to live in a house that's run on green energy and want to own a business that's the same.
8. I'm terrified that this beautiful world as we know it, will be lost to future generations, and they'll never know the beauty that occurs in this world, because past societies were too selfish to care to preserve and respect it.
9. I HATE people who fucking don't vote. YOUR ANCESTORS FOUGHT TO VOTE!! So VOTE!! People who don't care about politics should be oppressed so that they may understand what a beautiful thing it is, to vote and not be persecuted for it, not have to worry about dying or your family being murder because of who you chose to elect. There is a reason that everyone should vote--making sound, informed decisions, of course--so that there is no reason for you to bitch when things don't turn out the way they should because you didn't even BOTHER to vote.
10. I am the world's biggest tree hugger and I'm in the Army and I go to a military college in the SOUTH. I'm a lone democrat in a vast republican society, at school. One of 6 black females in my entire class. And I love every second of it. Contradictions make life interesting.
11. In a perfect world, I could have Speedy (who was formally known as MS) and Montana (formerly MT). I could have both of them. But this isn't a perfect world. But, oh the irony. On one level, they are exactly the same person. But on a different level, they are completely different. One cares about politics, the other doesn't; one loves to dance, the other doesn't. They both nerds (like me), enjoy the same things, same major, want to (basically) do the same thing. But Montana.... well he's the one I chose. And I'm glad I did. I really like him, and we'll see how this pans out. But with either one of them, it wouldn't just be about casual dating, or "friends with benefits" (what GARBAGE...), or just about sex. Dating either one of them will lead to more, I've figured that out. So I have to be sound in my decision, because one broken heart can be disastrous, since it's not just what it seems.
12. I regret losing my virginity so easily. But we were in love (so I thought) and going to be together for awhile (so I thought.... so he said...). I don't regret that I lost it, because I think that has helped me grow as a person, that entire experience, but I do regret that if I get married I won't have anything that's just for mon mari, you know?
13. I want to learn how to speak (and read and write) 13 different languages. They are: Spanish, French, German, Italian, Greek, Portuguese, Dutch, Arabic, Japanese, Korean, Russian, Mandarin, and Swahili (or a similar language). I want to live in 5 out of the 7 continents of the world (Europe, South America, North America (some where other than the US, like Mexico or Central America or the Caribbean) Africa, and Asia).
14. Unlike some women I talk to, I love every part of the male body. There are some women who think that their genitalia is ugly or disgusting, etc. No. I think that the male body, in its own way, is every inch as beautiful as the female body. But it does not do justice to compare either genders, since they are so radically different. I, of course, don't like chest, back, and facial hair. The facial hair thing is thanks to me going to a military college and being in the Army, seeing too many clean shaven guys makes those people with facial hair..... gross, for lack of a better term.
15. I'm in the habit of color coding and labeling everything, mainly because it helps me learn, but also because I think it's just easier to find things and to under stand the differences. I am a super-planner. Before I even got accepted into my college I mapped out my 4-year ciriculmn. Yeah. And my drawers in my desk at school are a particular way and it bothers me when someone touches them or messes with them. Or anything in my room, really. And I can tell. Trust me.
16. I love to read. If I could get hired just to read all day long, I would do it and never stop until I was blind, and then I would buy books on tape. I want a huge library, like Belle from Beauty and the Beast, in my house. I would also love to own a bookstore, with a cafe next to it. A cafe that gets pastries from my bakery. But I know that I can never compete with the big name book sellers, so it is merely a very much wanted, but unrealistic dream.
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