a s.i.c. like no other
[courtney-speak, a s.i.c. (sik): shit in a column, eg. a list]
I clarify things a lot.
I like a lot of people.
I have trouble disliking people.
I try to ignore people's faults.
I dislike that people don't have to work at all for me to trust them.
I am ridiculous.
I fear massive failure… mostly because of my aforementioned shortcomings.
I am friends with Kaycie again.
I think I am more happy than I give myself credit for. Some would kill to be as happy as I am now.
I am in fucking Colorado!
I am looking forward to the new school year.
I have smoked a cigarette. Or two. Or three.
I have smoked hash once. This past week.
I have never seen porn.
I have never stolen anything,
I am very much still a virgin. And I don't know how I feel about that.
I don't necessarily not want to be one.
I have no desire to merely throw it away but I realize that I am growing up and few people wait these days it seems.
I am not trying to follow trends.
I am just trying to figure out how I feel and what I want to do.
I love maps.
I love photographs, color, black and white, whatever. Sepia, not so much.
I love books. The older the better.
I love fiction. I live in a fairy tale. One of those ones that starts off badly and damn sure better have an amazing conclusion.
I want a new roommate for the coming year.
I am nervous about living in the house.
I don't know my place in my sorority. but i suppose that is the reason why I am living in.
I love to travel.
I love western europe.
I want to go to the middle east for real.
I want to speak Hebrew.
I do not know which level of Turkish I should take in the fall, though I would love to struggle through Turkish II and complete my language requirement.
I want to see more of the US.
I want to like my home country.
I don't really like it… sometimes I do. Someplaces I do.
I want to be important. Though I know we are all trivial.
I don't want to be famous.
I want to be wealthy.
I want to be healthy.
I want to run track again.
I want to be a good swimmer.
I want my hair to be about 6 inches longer.
I want to be about 30 pounds lighter. lol.
I want…
I want the world.
I never said I had small hopes.
*Love is…
knowing the *i*
I clarify things a lot.
I like a lot of people.
I have trouble disliking people.
I try to ignore people's faults.
I dislike that people don't have to work at all for me to trust them.
I am ridiculous.
I fear massive failure… mostly because of my aforementioned shortcomings.
I am friends with Kaycie again.
I think I am more happy than I give myself credit for. Some would kill to be as happy as I am now.
I am in fucking Colorado!
I am looking forward to the new school year.
I have smoked a cigarette. Or two. Or three.
I have smoked hash once. This past week.
I have never seen porn.
I have never stolen anything,
I am very much still a virgin. And I don't know how I feel about that.
I don't necessarily not want to be one.
I have no desire to merely throw it away but I realize that I am growing up and few people wait these days it seems.
I am not trying to follow trends.
I am just trying to figure out how I feel and what I want to do.
I love maps.
I love photographs, color, black and white, whatever. Sepia, not so much.
I love books. The older the better.
I love fiction. I live in a fairy tale. One of those ones that starts off badly and damn sure better have an amazing conclusion.
I want a new roommate for the coming year.
I am nervous about living in the house.
I don't know my place in my sorority. but i suppose that is the reason why I am living in.
I love to travel.
I love western europe.
I want to go to the middle east for real.
I want to speak Hebrew.
I do not know which level of Turkish I should take in the fall, though I would love to struggle through Turkish II and complete my language requirement.
I want to see more of the US.
I want to like my home country.
I don't really like it… sometimes I do. Someplaces I do.
I want to be important. Though I know we are all trivial.
I don't want to be famous.
I want to be wealthy.
I want to be healthy.
I want to run track again.
I want to be a good swimmer.
I want my hair to be about 6 inches longer.
I want to be about 30 pounds lighter. lol.
I want…
I want the world.
I never said I had small hopes.
*Love is…
knowing the *i*