Thursday, April 06, 2006
what is the difference between loving somebody and being in love? is there a difference?
and why do i only value something when it's gone?
for me loving somebody is like a higher powered crush, you care deeply about them.
and being in love is doing anything for them - like how Christ died for us. have i ever felt that i would die for someone? has it ever gone that deep?
ok, enough deep stuff, i can only take so much. silently gagging now.
the other day a friend was so kind (you know who you are) to tell me that i'm basically a guy except for anatomically. my best gf has told me that reading "he's just not into you" not only helped her understand guys but me as well. great. then i read my bro's men's health and was like --- oooh, now things make sense. craziness.
yesterday i talked with this tv anchor who kept going on and on about how beautiful i am - creepiness. i didn't want to say anything bc i kind of want to go into tv, but truthfully, i kind of wanted to sock him. sock him straight into the nose. i could too. i pack a mean punch and it'll leave a mark bc i wear rings.
overall i think i'm just growing more and more senile bc i'm staying at home. cabin fevery. i need to get out. the other day at this club, i met a 31-year-old who still lives at home, and his mom forces him to email girls to be his future wife. creepiness. i hope i don't turn into that.
hmmm, where do i want to be at 31?
accomplished author? truthfully i don't care as much about having a husband and kids, but if it happens, it happens. i just want to be happy but happiness doesn't have to include that.
as i figure out what to do next, i realize how really blessed i am - that i've accomplished a lot of things i've already set out to do, and everything else would be icing on the cake - even the cherry actually. i like cherries, but i can't do the tongue tie thing, sorry.
and truthfully, the worse case scenario won't be too bad - so, i'll be a bum backpacking in paris :)
and why do i only value something when it's gone?
for me loving somebody is like a higher powered crush, you care deeply about them.
and being in love is doing anything for them - like how Christ died for us. have i ever felt that i would die for someone? has it ever gone that deep?
ok, enough deep stuff, i can only take so much. silently gagging now.
the other day a friend was so kind (you know who you are) to tell me that i'm basically a guy except for anatomically. my best gf has told me that reading "he's just not into you" not only helped her understand guys but me as well. great. then i read my bro's men's health and was like --- oooh, now things make sense. craziness.
yesterday i talked with this tv anchor who kept going on and on about how beautiful i am - creepiness. i didn't want to say anything bc i kind of want to go into tv, but truthfully, i kind of wanted to sock him. sock him straight into the nose. i could too. i pack a mean punch and it'll leave a mark bc i wear rings.
overall i think i'm just growing more and more senile bc i'm staying at home. cabin fevery. i need to get out. the other day at this club, i met a 31-year-old who still lives at home, and his mom forces him to email girls to be his future wife. creepiness. i hope i don't turn into that.
hmmm, where do i want to be at 31?
accomplished author? truthfully i don't care as much about having a husband and kids, but if it happens, it happens. i just want to be happy but happiness doesn't have to include that.
as i figure out what to do next, i realize how really blessed i am - that i've accomplished a lot of things i've already set out to do, and everything else would be icing on the cake - even the cherry actually. i like cherries, but i can't do the tongue tie thing, sorry.
and truthfully, the worse case scenario won't be too bad - so, i'll be a bum backpacking in paris :)
# posted by Marian @ 9:48 PM 
