Rockin and Writin
this Emotion song is cool and who ever these guys are, i love this song. just heard it today now for the second time.
Well i turned 25 last month and somehow, this generated CRISIS. like ooooh. um. eh.. i'm 25 and never even been KISSED what is up? i should just be proud about it right? when the time comes for me to be united with my guy from the Lord (HEEEY! *flirtatiously bats eyes :::))))) it'll be intense. meanwhile... it gets tough. I do have the hermit crab i inherited from the job (daycare/preschool) and an awesome teddy bear "Bear" who really is a life saver (I LOVE YOU BEAR! mmwha!(kisses to bear) Charger is the crab and he hardly moves at all, his friend died, i need to get him a new friend from the pet store. I need to get some friends for me, too bad theres no store for that, but then again, who wants a bought friend? its like the reason God's given us FREE WILL so the love is like LOVE and not like a Stepford Wife.(or a Stepford Husband,... now THATS an idea...) ha. so anyway, i bought bear last December and didn't think i'd sleep with him but did one night and never looked back. I sleep on the couch not the bed, with a body pillow and Bear and its not (quite) as lonely. really. hey. i'll take what i can get here. :P
lately i've been working in a day care center. i'm director/pre school teacher. and i love working with kids, we have fun. and i've been there a year and half. but now its like, i'm 25. time to move on. i mean come on, a QUARTER OF A CENTURY right?
i have a BA in psych(o). (giggles) and i know its time to get moving in something else. i mean i'm not even making enough money to support myself, so at the end of this month i'm moving back in with the parents. lil brother and lil sisters. fun stuff. and oddly enough though i was desperate to get out and moved out a year ago (birthday weekend) and have loved having my own place this past year, now the loneliness is a bit much and i want to be with my sisters, laughing and having intense ping pong tournaments with Dad. but i wouldn't trade this past year for anything. i've made some mistakes yah. got in debt a bit but a few months living with the parents rent free will help to remedy that. anyway, its time to go back to school I think. I need MA or Phd in counseling or creative theapy or something or other and may just move to Philly and hang out in cofee houses and work in some therepeutic place with kids and take classes. but i'm a bit intimidated by the city. I like the trees and streams, i like to lay in the grass. but hey, they have parks. and also, i don't want to get lost. i worry about that. but i could order some maps and city guides (i already checked em out online) and get a handle on the way it is. so after an incubation living with the parents and sibs again (which will be nice) but i won't have so much privacy. which could be a healthy thing at this point! i know it would be. ANYWAY. after an incubation. i'm outta here somewehre or other taking classes and making friends. i don't have a problem making friends, especially with women, having 5 sisters that comes naturally. i've been shy around guys. but i think i'm about over that from having guy friends on the net which led to phone conversations. i think i'm ready to befriend some guys ( i had a few guy friends in college) but there aren't any around where I am . so i know i need to be other places. i work with women and children the men I see are the fathers of the children i work with and are either married or messed up. the only eligle bachelor at my church is my cousine HAHAHAH. well. and sadly. i'm not moving in any other circles at this time. i need to join an indoor womens soccer leauge or something. a well, that would just be fun though i'm not athletic YET. i need to be somewhere some like minded single christian men are... somewhere over the rain bow.......
last time i was lamenting to Shannon/big brother (non biological, online/ telephone relationship) hes my antipsychotic. He's my favorite person in the world. He suggested i buy a guitar and get some guitar lessons and play some punk guitar. haah eeehhhhhhh. far away dreamy euphoric look. if i was playing punk guitar i'd spontaneously combust. i mean. somtimes i'll be listening to the music. adn be like. ONE WITH THE MUSIC but to be one with it and generating it. definite spiritual/musical orgasm for lack of a better word. got any boxes? gotta pack
Well i turned 25 last month and somehow, this generated CRISIS. like ooooh. um. eh.. i'm 25 and never even been KISSED what is up? i should just be proud about it right? when the time comes for me to be united with my guy from the Lord (HEEEY! *flirtatiously bats eyes :::))))) it'll be intense. meanwhile... it gets tough. I do have the hermit crab i inherited from the job (daycare/preschool) and an awesome teddy bear "Bear" who really is a life saver (I LOVE YOU BEAR! mmwha!(kisses to bear) Charger is the crab and he hardly moves at all, his friend died, i need to get him a new friend from the pet store. I need to get some friends for me, too bad theres no store for that, but then again, who wants a bought friend? its like the reason God's given us FREE WILL so the love is like LOVE and not like a Stepford Wife.(or a Stepford Husband,... now THATS an idea...) ha. so anyway, i bought bear last December and didn't think i'd sleep with him but did one night and never looked back. I sleep on the couch not the bed, with a body pillow and Bear and its not (quite) as lonely. really. hey. i'll take what i can get here. :P
lately i've been working in a day care center. i'm director/pre school teacher. and i love working with kids, we have fun. and i've been there a year and half. but now its like, i'm 25. time to move on. i mean come on, a QUARTER OF A CENTURY right?
i have a BA in psych(o). (giggles) and i know its time to get moving in something else. i mean i'm not even making enough money to support myself, so at the end of this month i'm moving back in with the parents. lil brother and lil sisters. fun stuff. and oddly enough though i was desperate to get out and moved out a year ago (birthday weekend) and have loved having my own place this past year, now the loneliness is a bit much and i want to be with my sisters, laughing and having intense ping pong tournaments with Dad. but i wouldn't trade this past year for anything. i've made some mistakes yah. got in debt a bit but a few months living with the parents rent free will help to remedy that. anyway, its time to go back to school I think. I need MA or Phd in counseling or creative theapy or something or other and may just move to Philly and hang out in cofee houses and work in some therepeutic place with kids and take classes. but i'm a bit intimidated by the city. I like the trees and streams, i like to lay in the grass. but hey, they have parks. and also, i don't want to get lost. i worry about that. but i could order some maps and city guides (i already checked em out online) and get a handle on the way it is. so after an incubation living with the parents and sibs again (which will be nice) but i won't have so much privacy. which could be a healthy thing at this point! i know it would be. ANYWAY. after an incubation. i'm outta here somewehre or other taking classes and making friends. i don't have a problem making friends, especially with women, having 5 sisters that comes naturally. i've been shy around guys. but i think i'm about over that from having guy friends on the net which led to phone conversations. i think i'm ready to befriend some guys ( i had a few guy friends in college) but there aren't any around where I am . so i know i need to be other places. i work with women and children the men I see are the fathers of the children i work with and are either married or messed up. the only eligle bachelor at my church is my cousine HAHAHAH. well. and sadly. i'm not moving in any other circles at this time. i need to join an indoor womens soccer leauge or something. a well, that would just be fun though i'm not athletic YET. i need to be somewhere some like minded single christian men are... somewhere over the rain bow.......
last time i was lamenting to Shannon/big brother (non biological, online/ telephone relationship) hes my antipsychotic. He's my favorite person in the world. He suggested i buy a guitar and get some guitar lessons and play some punk guitar. haah eeehhhhhhh. far away dreamy euphoric look. if i was playing punk guitar i'd spontaneously combust. i mean. somtimes i'll be listening to the music. adn be like. ONE WITH THE MUSIC but to be one with it and generating it. definite spiritual/musical orgasm for lack of a better word. got any boxes? gotta pack