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Attention

Thu, 07 May 2009 14:27:54 GMT

The entire world revolves around how people perceive each other. We base our choices on what others would think. So, everyone walks around trying to develop an image of themselves. Some will tell everyone how horrible their lives are, wallow themselves into a pit of despair and walk around with a blue funk to grab attention. Others like to exclaim about all the amazing things they have done to grab the attention of others. But no one does it for themselves. We don't walk around doing these things for any other reason than to grab the attention and minds of others, manipulating them (or trying to) in order to get people to think how smart we are or to throw pity at us.

The people I tend to love the most are the people who are truly depressed (you know this because they act happy until you grow really close to them) or the people who truly are smart (and don't have to tell you they are) or the people who are truly in pain (because it takes three years of being friends with them before you know they have cancer) or the people who are truly amazing runners because the run a race as if they were taking a stroll to the bathroom and it is completely normal.

I also like those who know and free admit they doing things to turn the perceptions of others. They realize fully and that they have to do certain things to get people to think differently about them. Some of them are ok with it and some aren't. But none the less they know they do and ADMIT to it. We all know we do it to a degree but no one wants to admit it because then we are naked and everything we worked so hard to lie about has become exposed as a lie (or at least not the entire truth we would like it to be).

I hope for the most part that I can do things nearly for myself and that what I say and do aren't lies to grab the attention of others, but alas I am guilty of having done so as is everyone. I am not perfect that's for sure....if such perfection exists.

Sexting

Thu, 09 Apr 2009 15:28:53 GMT

I receive the magazine Newsweek. But I am off at college and my Newsweek is sent to my home. I am unable to read it until I visit home and manage to pick it up before going back to college. Having come home for Passover/ Easter, I curled up in the chair next to the table my mom conveniently piled my Newsweeks on. I cracked open the February 23 issue and began reading an article on child sex offenders. These kids are 13 through 15 years old who are charged and registered as sex offenders. Being a human services concentration, I have learned and heard about child sex offenders. These kids were abused when they were younger and all they know is to abuse others. So, one would automatically assume these kids raped some other 13 year old. Did they rape someone? No. Well how about even touching a little kindergartner? Nope.

What did these kids do? Sexting. That's right, sexting. Taking pictures of naked people and sending it to other people via their cell phone. So, some kid stripped some pour innocent girl and sent pictures like a chain letter all over his school right? Nope. These kids are girls, girls who have had sex shoved down their throat by media, peers, and society. So, they sent a naked picture of themselves to their boyfriend. Not posting it to the internet, or even sending it to every guy in the school. No, just their boyfriend. Of course in most states it is completely legal for a 15 year old to have sex with another but heaven forbid they send a naked picture of them selves to their boyfriend! Holy shit!

But no, sending a picture of yourself to you boyfriend when below the age of 18, means you are distributing child pornography and pocessing that picture means you pocess child pornography. Mind you, these kids should probably be told never to see each other again if they are 13 (13 is a little too young even in my opinion to be having sex). So, these kids should be told not to see each other anymore, be given a lesson on why taking naked pictures of yourself can bite you in the butt later on, probably a lesson on condoms and then grounded for the next six months. But being registered as a sex offeneder? GIVE ME A BREAK!

What's your favorite cologne or perfume?

Wed, 08 Apr 2009 15:46:27 GMT

Perfume sucks.....lotion <3

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Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Wed, 08 Apr 2009 15:39:48 GMT

There is a difference, people, between prestige and pay. Stupid capitalists.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Fri, 03 Apr 2009 03:15:37 GMT

I take each day in stride, taking one step after another, going through the motions, just to get by. And I have no one to turn to, no one I can just talk to who won't try to give me advice or baby me. I need someone who won't take my side, or throw false pity at me, just someone who will let me cry on their shoulder and just listen.

I keep hurting the one I love most. He chases after me like a loyal puppy dog. He throws pity at me and tells me he loves me. He coos and holds me tight telling me everything will be alright. He makes it worse like I'm the knife that keeps cutting his wrist. The more he nuzzles the more it hurts. And I have no one to turn to who will just sit there and listen. Perhaps I write this as a plea. Perhaps I half wish it were him who would sit down beside me and just listen to what I have to say, sitting still and intently and I curl up in his arms and cry, but having said this would make such a wish fake and merely my words motivating him to do such a thing.

Maybe if I cry on a bench somewhere a stranger might walk up to me and just ask if I was ok. Not out of sincerity but merely out of a notion that that's what he or she ought to do, listen to some person cry and then nod out of politeness and be on their way. Knowing I could just say what I have to say out of no real burden to them and they, being a stranger, would feel no pity or heart break by me expressing my woes. Such a lack of emotion, merely words and polite gestures. No emotional burden or commitment. How refreshing that would be.

Boredom creates surveys, yes it does.

Wed, 11 Mar 2009 16:50:24 GMT

Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
I most certainly would.

How many girlfriends/ boyfriends have told you they love you?
Two.

Have you ever thought that you were going to marry a person?
Yes....and I plan on it.

Are you crushing on someone?
You mean this person I am madly in love with?

Have you ever loved someone so much that it hurt?
Oh yeah.

Have you ever made a boyfriend or girlfriend cry?
Yup.

Are you happier single or in a relationship?
It used to be either....but now this boy comes along and I like being with him.

Have you ever told someone you loved them and didn't mean it?
Yes.

Have you ever had your heart broken?
Not really.

Have you ever broken someone's heart?
Probably.

If you could go back in time and change things, would you?
No.

Think any of your ex's feel the same?
I hope so...'cause I wouldn't change what happened....I like things the way they are now.

Do you believe that you are a good boyfriend or girlfriend?
I hope so.

Have you dated people who were not good to you?:
Yes.

Have you dated someone older than you?
Yes.

Younger?
Yes.

Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?
Most people do.

Do you Believe in love at first sight?
No.

Ever been given an engagement ring?
Not quite....more of a promise of a tattoo in place of an engagement ring.

Do you want to get married?
I don't really care but we decided why not have an excuse to throw a huge party?

Has anyone ever told you they wanted to marry you?
Yes.

Ever liked someone else's boyfriend or girlfriend?
Yes.

Does heartbreak really feel as bad as it sounds?
Well, what I felt was pretty bad and I don't think it was heartbreak....more like a crack.

Have any of your ex's told you they regret breaking up with you?
I don't think so.

Have u ever flirted with a friends crush?
I not only flirted with him....I started dating him....oopsie :)

Would you believe your ex if she/he said they love you?
I don't know and I don't care.

Would you ever date your best male/female friend?
I did.

Have any of your exs called you by a nickname after the break up?
Yes.

If your best friend of the opposite sex went out with someone you knew was wrong for them would you speak up?
If it was someone of the opposite sex, yes. The same sex it's harder because all of my female friends would bitch at me if I said something like that.

Do you regret any of your relationships?
Yes in the sense that I wish it didn't happen....but no because it made me who I am and was meant to happen.

What is your earliest memory? How old were you at the time?

Fri, 13 Feb 2009 14:44:25 GMT

My earliest memory is before the age of two. I am standing in my crib in a completely white room. I have a collection of stuffed animals in my crib and for some unknown reason, I think it is the funniest thing in the world to throw these stuffed animals, out of my crib into the hallway off my bedroom. My father, sitting on the other end of this small hallway, casually throws them all back into my room on the floor until I have run out of stuffed animals.

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Thursday, February 05, 2009

Thu, 05 Feb 2009 20:24:21 GMT

Sometimes I feel like I give most of the effort and sometimes I feel I'm the one holding us together.

Monday, December 08, 2008

Mon, 08 Dec 2008 12:56:16 GMT

Oh why must every time I part from you, hurt so damn much?

Flower Superhero

Mon, 01 Dec 2008 21:32:40 GMT

So, you know when someone loves you when they buy you your favorite flower in a pot and then when you feel sad that the flower is dying, drives you all the way to a garden store so you can save the damn thing. Then, after apologizing for being lame, the person just looks down at you with a huge smile, tells you to stop apologizing, tells you you're not crazy just because you happen to value the life of all things, and reminds you that that person loves you.