Eating: Um... life?
Drinking:Dasani water
Wearing: Jeans, black tank top with built in bra, lavender panties, eith a little sleeping kitty on them, my claddagh, green choker and matching earrings, contacts, vestiges of the day's make-up, black belt.
Listening to: *Hummmmrumblerumblerumble* It's my washing machione making contented noises.
Chatting with: Keeping my own counsel.
Thinking: "I need to concentrate on my posture more."
Remembering: Dave's tongue ring.
Glad for: My ability to move past fear into growth.
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Go guys!! all time - is relative
It just occured to me, as I was flipping through my mental list of friends and favs on my diaries, and i realized most are guys. I mostly prefer to be with guys, jst to hang out, just for friends, not just boy-toys and boyfriends, but friends. Guys rarely deceive or hide their dislike of someone. They are such, guys. I don't know. I am not really a girly girl. I mean I like pink and all, but I tell dirty jokes and am not afriad to belch in public. I don't cringe or shriek in disgust when my friend Carlos tells his story about the time he hit a deer and found various body parts strewn over the car. I laugh. I think I have too many male horomones. My voice is oddly deep for a girl. I nearly cracked this kid in P.E. for mocking my voice. Little pipsqueak, probably doesn't have pubes yet. Dickweed. I wonder if that is what dickweeds really are, pubic hair? Makes sense. Woah, sorry, totally got of subject. Anyways, yeah. Guys are better. Maybe that's part of the reason I could never be a hardcore lesbian.
Quote for the entry: "I act really weird and pyscho just to mess with people's heads." -My friend Tiffany, I thought it had an awful lot of wisdom for someone most people consider to be a raving psychotic. I love her.
all time - is relative