MashMaticians - Please Don't Go.

Certain recent events effect your dreams right before you close your eyes. Sometimes the dreams click into place, and sometimes they test your imagination. I've been having the strangest dreams lately it's usually not just one big one, but rather a collaboration of dreams.





Confessions crumble under unruly minds, control is the only constant. Under this web of curiosity lies the trap, a decision, and an action. Events will unfold fast.

People keep statusing: "OMG 2011!" On Facebook, which is still not a big surprise, I've never made a resolution, but I am going to this year.

White folks get crunk,

I'm not creative when I say I've been way too sexually active lately. So while I chill in my room watching Parks and Recreation Season 1 (everyone likes that Indian comedian), drinking, and smelling a candle all night I feel it. Tingling down my body, I'll conserve. Having sex definitely hasn't helped the situation. Maybe I have a disease, like someone on TV where they can't help it.

On another note, I'm sofa king bored since Fran isn't here and I'm off tomorrow and she has to work. Gr, I guess I'm going to the Norva for my friends show tomorrow.

Found a new sweet blog to follow: White folks get crunk.

So, I'm twenty and this is what I do with my life.

Relate to me,

Don't rush anything, don't be an irrational thinker. Never make quick decisions. 
I've made a lot of fast decisions lately, and biting the bullet never seemed so easy. Money isn't so tight anymore, and it probably won't be for a long while. 

I want to buy this and play all the time:
But mostly, just because it would be fun to do it multiplayer drunk. 


I'm not really looking forward to the new year since I have to pay my insurance, but at least we get taxes back soon. Hello, extra money.


I don't want to change you, I just want to mold you into someone that you'll like better. Let's all enjoy being geological, being logical about our geographic, our surroundings, that is.

Old Vaginny.

Back to work, the man said. Soon enough, I say.
The drive was ridiculously long as usual, but we made it in around 9 o'clock. The roads are still incredibly hard to drive on, since there's no salt on them. Almost a foot of snow was blocking our way to my room. Overall, Christmas was a success: I got a heavy leather jacket from my uncle Keith, which I'm guessing he wants me to get a bike. Along with a single coffee cup maker, and a Gerber.

I'll miss my family and friends, but I needed to get back here. Home just doesn't seem like home anymore.

 

Christmas Eve?

Apples to apples and Wii bowling. Open a lame present, then go to sleep.

My dear, you have an ugly Christmas sweater on.

Last night was interesting, to say the least. We had an amazing time.
The party started at 7, and there were more pictures taken than I remember:

                                                Cameron, Elizabeth, and I

I saw Cody, one of my older friends and then we went up to Nashville. Cut my finger on a beer, Cameron ran into a cone with my side mirror on my car, cut in line to go to a gay club, snuck in to the gay club without ID or paying, and copped a 21 and up bracelet. 

                                                 Jay, Cody, and I

I love all of you, Happy Holidays!

Old friends and lovers,

I get to see my good friend Robbie, and his friend Molly tonight. I'll write more later.

 Last night might have been one of the most incredible experiences I've ever been through:

I was grinding, and stretching every pore on my skin out. Gum swapping, kissing, licking, touching.

My mouth ran for miles, trying to catch up Robbie on a year of my life, along with getting sidetracked.

We saw Christy's grave, it was such a beautiful thought to have. We took a moment of silence for her.

At some point, I opened my eyes. I know who I love.

What a horrible night for a curse

Jello is a strange thing, especially when being digested. Deeply into this, I've become more subtle with my actions. I'm getting back into my swag, as one could say.

I met this girl named Susan Lee today. Ha, my mother is quite adamant about her; I've been hearing about her for almost a year now. Settling sounds so peaceful and easy, I need a girl to change my attitude.

Last night

The red demon girl was looking idly around the room, shifting. Laughing uncontrollably, set down your drink. What we had to say was a lot quieter than the other room, nonetheless.

She'd look at me and then fidget and ask: "What?"
You learn about people faster than you think when you're at a social gathering along with implication, you have puzzle pieces to be added every second to the grand picture. 
She obviously had a boyfriend.
Hell, everyone did.

My throat has been hurting terribly all morning, and I can't imagine it wasn't last night when I was buzzing. At least I've become more responsible.


Cuddle in the backseat, sure will.

When I say: "Move."

Is when you sprint.


Tell me when you're ready.