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Thoughts for Today

First off today is laundry day. You can see me coming from about a mile away, because I am wearing bright pink "yogaesque" pants. This is a true staple of laundry day. Not caring what you go out in, but the truth of the matter is, I don't ever really care what I look like. I wear what is comfortable, because for the most part I am awake and working or going to school for roughly 18 hours a day and I'm not wearing "clubbing" clothes to try and impress people.

Besides I like to keep standards really low so that when I do get dressed up to go out, people think, 'damn she looks good.'

Valentine's Day

Wow, was I dramatic. I am still sad, but I think I'll just move. My lack of blogs in the past days have less to do with feeling sorry for myself than just being very busy. I'll have to post more later. Lol.

It is Valentines Day and for the 23rd consecutive year in a row I am single. Naturally I have something to say about it...

So now later after it has happened it doesn't feel like such a bust. I went out with Mo. Stag date sort of a thing, but he just kept paying. First I went refridgerator shopping with him. You may think this sounds strange. You don't live here. People need those sorts of things. People came back, took one wiff of thier house, taped that sucker up, and kicked to the curb. I have my daddy and brother to thank for cleaning mine out. My brother even more for going back several times to clorox it down.

So there was the fridge buying thing... it took over an hour... no really it did. Then there was wonderful Cane's fried chicken, fries, TX toast, and special sauce... Followed by a movie: "Something New."

Mo being the gentleman wouldn't let me buy my own ticket even though he didn't want to see this movie to which he later equated as being a 'soft porn.' It wasn't. He was just sensative about the LOVE scenes. Boys, I swear!

Then I went home and that was that. I had escaped the Valentine's Day being alone syndrome, but not really with someone. We phone each other for a couple of days and about a week ago he promised he would call and he still hasn't.

Such is life.

A new begining, but not so happy

I don't even know how to begin... I just deleted the past year of my life... I am quite literally crying in the computer lab. How do I rebegin something like that? It held many of my memories... most of which I were going to print out to save a hard copy. I just never got around to it. It seems like that is the story of my life. I just never got around to it.

I am so mad at myself right now.

Just so mad.

What's worse is that my entire bog "before now" was completely crap anyway. I am mad at myself for deleteing crappyily written blogs.

I need to go home so I can weep freely.

Talk about putting a damper on my so-called-life.