I stole a ring from the flying horses
So I'm taking this class, right? It is a block class which means it is twice as long as normal classes plus 10 minutes, and it is totally not what I thought I was getting into. I thought it was a communications class, but turns out it's like a photography/art class. Anyways I totally suck at it, but that is besides the point. We are reading this book about learning how to use the right side of your brain etc, and so I was reading it the other day and it was very much like psych class last year.
So I started thinking about psych class. I LOVED ap psych... I mean at the time I kinda hated it and I think I broke 75 on test scores about twice, but that's beyod the point. I LOVED arguing with P Klinny, going to "lavee" before every class with 400000000 other girls, being caught with gum, watching movies with the Dilly's and from back when Jack Nicholson was hot. I don't know, it was just fun.
Anyways, I started thinking about things we learned in psych and it wasn't much but whatever, and one thing I thought of was how humans need physical contact. Now I don't mean sexually, although that is nice too, but more like how children develop better if they are held, hugged etc. And then there was that video with the baby monkey kept in a cage with a wire "mother" and a cloth "mother" and it would cling to the cloth one because of the level of physical contact.
Where am I going with this? Well I think my friends are so close and have gotten along so well and loved eachother so much in part because of the high level of physical contact. I mean how many hugs, kisses, snuggels etc have you taken part in? And even though I LOVE college and am having SOOOOOO much fun I miss the constant contact... Like, for example, I think I spent everynight of this summer smushed in a bed with ATLEAST 1 other person, usually 2 or 3 + just sleeping like that. And it might not have been comfortable, but it was comforting. And I liked staying up too late, in a hosue where we weren't supposed to be and then waking up still not feeling 100%, sandwiched between 2 of my best friends. I really really miss that.
Meez, remember after BVG when you, me, Johnny and Tim spooned in that single bed, all four of us, and sang Will Smith?
And then there were the bad nights and the nights where someone was sad or something and hte contact was so nice. I will be eternally grateful that on the night of Furbush's tent party when I was really sad I got to sleep in a tiny tent with Mark, Britt, Meeza, Kristen Granchelli and probably tons of other people.
Or Kase, how about the millions of nights we've spent in your double bed?
Okay, so now I don't mean to make this sound like some creepy fetish I have or anything, because it's not that at all. I just miss being hugged and held sometimes.
That's all.
Pensively Yours,
Dohts
So I started thinking about psych class. I LOVED ap psych... I mean at the time I kinda hated it and I think I broke 75 on test scores about twice, but that's beyod the point. I LOVED arguing with P Klinny, going to "lavee" before every class with 400000000 other girls, being caught with gum, watching movies with the Dilly's and from back when Jack Nicholson was hot. I don't know, it was just fun.
Anyways, I started thinking about things we learned in psych and it wasn't much but whatever, and one thing I thought of was how humans need physical contact. Now I don't mean sexually, although that is nice too, but more like how children develop better if they are held, hugged etc. And then there was that video with the baby monkey kept in a cage with a wire "mother" and a cloth "mother" and it would cling to the cloth one because of the level of physical contact.
Where am I going with this? Well I think my friends are so close and have gotten along so well and loved eachother so much in part because of the high level of physical contact. I mean how many hugs, kisses, snuggels etc have you taken part in? And even though I LOVE college and am having SOOOOOO much fun I miss the constant contact... Like, for example, I think I spent everynight of this summer smushed in a bed with ATLEAST 1 other person, usually 2 or 3 + just sleeping like that. And it might not have been comfortable, but it was comforting. And I liked staying up too late, in a hosue where we weren't supposed to be and then waking up still not feeling 100%, sandwiched between 2 of my best friends. I really really miss that.
Meez, remember after BVG when you, me, Johnny and Tim spooned in that single bed, all four of us, and sang Will Smith?
And then there were the bad nights and the nights where someone was sad or something and hte contact was so nice. I will be eternally grateful that on the night of Furbush's tent party when I was really sad I got to sleep in a tiny tent with Mark, Britt, Meeza, Kristen Granchelli and probably tons of other people.
Or Kase, how about the millions of nights we've spent in your double bed?
Okay, so now I don't mean to make this sound like some creepy fetish I have or anything, because it's not that at all. I just miss being hugged and held sometimes.
That's all.
Pensively Yours,
Dohts