I was catching up with the beautiful Chinyere of Trinidad today and went on a long rant about how I think I was born in the wrong dimension/on the wrong planet/in the wrong time period. It was nice to find out that someone else feels the same way :).
The falsehood of the concept of a soul mate is becoming omnipresent for me.
I hate that I have been forced into this place where I have to repeat one phrase in my head at least once a day in order to stay grounded and sane. I hate it, yet it makes me feel so good on the inside, and I’ll keep saying it until others realize exactly what sort of person I am.
I once thought that I was special to someone… Now, I’m not so sure. The way they described this other person in their life… I’m not jealous at all; in fact, I’m really happy for him. Just… I hope that one day the delusions will stop, and I hope that one day, I can make someone as happy as this guy does to him.
Now that I have finally received legitimate internet...
- I have downloaded six new songs and will proceed to update Pandora.
- I am making my way to, well, having something of a social life (Skyping with my African and Caribbean and Missourian and New Jersey babies). WOO.
- I can choose my classes for this fall semester. I hate making decisions like this.
- I can vent and blog about all of the rude people I continue to associate myself with, but probably won’t associate myself with any longer. But I think I’ll hold off on that until someone sets me off… but for now:
The past two days have been on top of the world amazing. Two days off from work never really happen, so they had to be. I’m supah brown, went swimming in one of my favorite lakes (Lake Michigan), saw The Dark Knight Rises (now one of my top ten favorite movies), reconnected with a pretty neat guy :), and I’m going to get drunk tonight with some of my favorite people. YES PLEASE AND THANK YOU.