summertime and the livin's easy
The news: it's official. My hot Starbucks barista and his magnum p.i. (and I kid you not) are all mine. It's just that...I don't know. It's kinda odd being in a full-on relationship again. There is something special to be had in the whole single "I-will-fuck-you-hard-even-tho-I-don't-know-you" lifestyle. I'll see potential "fling mates" and be totally charming and on the verge of digit swapping until I remember what it is I have: a total catch. I'm not complaining. I like what I have. I just have to get used to the fact...that I have a boyfriend named Alex who went out and bought me a gift today and is protective and hilarious. I'm not used to big wangs and gifts. My last boyfriend presented neither of the two....so this is all very new to me.
I STILL haven't made up my mind about school. Chi Town or Rainbow Land? Navy Pier or Fishermann's Wharf? Sears Tower or Golden Gate Bridge? ahhhh! I'm frustrated and nautious. The lack of time that I have to make up my mind is pounding my head into the ground. "Under Pressure" comes on until I am saddened by the fact that Mercury is dead and Queen is trying to play with a new frontman. I guess it's all totally irrelevant....but it bothers me! haha.
What would make me happiest? Seems as though we all struggle to find the answer to the question. Generally his question breaks down people of the world into 2 categories: those who settle, and those who don't. Some people would rather risk thier happiness in life just so they can get by, Take my mother. She works hard in the law office all day long and on weekends too a lot. She hates writing yet has to write letters all day long. She hates strategy but her job calls for it. She hates dealing with people yet has to go into meetings with them as often as she eats meals. Constantly coming home with this blank and colorless expression on her face, I can;t help but sincerely feel that I want to be nothing like HER. HER being this freakin 8-5, law-abiding robot who is not too terribly unhappy, but definately not satisfied. She wanted this that and the other...but did any of it happen? Did she keep striving for her ultimate high? No. I just want to keep searching for my freakin "Great One Happiness" without having to settle. Then again...I am one that's never satisfied. I have the feeling I'll search my whole life to find this, and will die with nothing to show for it. I guess at least I tried.
Dayam. Since when did I get all philosophical and thoughtful?! I don't know if you guys experience the same things whilst vacationing, but when I travel and am away from the "routine" of back home...I start to think and think and think until my brain is fried and I feel racked. I guess at this age is a good time to be doing that.
Sage Francis tomorrow night. I'm stoked. I'm sure Makeshift Patriot will be on the playlist which will send the crowd thru simutaneous orgasms. Broken Wings is my favorite song tho by Sage Francis. It's ace. I can't sleep I'm so excited. wooooo
ciao.
I STILL haven't made up my mind about school. Chi Town or Rainbow Land? Navy Pier or Fishermann's Wharf? Sears Tower or Golden Gate Bridge? ahhhh! I'm frustrated and nautious. The lack of time that I have to make up my mind is pounding my head into the ground. "Under Pressure" comes on until I am saddened by the fact that Mercury is dead and Queen is trying to play with a new frontman. I guess it's all totally irrelevant....but it bothers me! haha.
What would make me happiest? Seems as though we all struggle to find the answer to the question. Generally his question breaks down people of the world into 2 categories: those who settle, and those who don't. Some people would rather risk thier happiness in life just so they can get by, Take my mother. She works hard in the law office all day long and on weekends too a lot. She hates writing yet has to write letters all day long. She hates strategy but her job calls for it. She hates dealing with people yet has to go into meetings with them as often as she eats meals. Constantly coming home with this blank and colorless expression on her face, I can;t help but sincerely feel that I want to be nothing like HER. HER being this freakin 8-5, law-abiding robot who is not too terribly unhappy, but definately not satisfied. She wanted this that and the other...but did any of it happen? Did she keep striving for her ultimate high? No. I just want to keep searching for my freakin "Great One Happiness" without having to settle. Then again...I am one that's never satisfied. I have the feeling I'll search my whole life to find this, and will die with nothing to show for it. I guess at least I tried.
Dayam. Since when did I get all philosophical and thoughtful?! I don't know if you guys experience the same things whilst vacationing, but when I travel and am away from the "routine" of back home...I start to think and think and think until my brain is fried and I feel racked. I guess at this age is a good time to be doing that.
Sage Francis tomorrow night. I'm stoked. I'm sure Makeshift Patriot will be on the playlist which will send the crowd thru simutaneous orgasms. Broken Wings is my favorite song tho by Sage Francis. It's ace. I can't sleep I'm so excited. wooooo
ciao.