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Alotta my pals say that I am pretty random, and i like to think out side of the box alot. Im pretty crazy but not in the straight jacket sorta way ya kno. I like to send letters to my friends cuz everyone likes to get real mail every once and a while. I also like to leave messages on answering machines. Those are a few joys in my life. Another joy in my life is my friends. They put happy into my life just being there. They are my favorite people and I would do anything for them. There are many other joys in my life such as my dog and writing. There are sum downs too but the good stuff makes up for it. Ya can't let the bad bring ya down too much bcuz then life gets a little harder everyday cuz its just bringin ya down. Movin on, Im kinda spastic and goofy and thats aways fun. I like to have fun and smile and have a good time. I'm never usually serious but sometimes I am when I write. Other than that, I usually am never serious cuz its just not me. It would just be weird. But hey I'm weird too and sponaneous so ya never know what to expect outta me I am just a firecracker that just never stops goin. Ya think the pop stops but no it keeps on goin. I can also be refered to as spark plug cuz i dunno i guess im sparky but okay. Thats about all the main stuff, you'll learn the rest in time.
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The date went well. I hope there is another soon. I would really like to get to know this one. He really grasps my interest with his talents in music and writing.
But my mind wanders once again. There are others on my mind. There are the ones I have yet to meet that intrigue me so; the ones that seem so far away from me but know me but have more to learn; the ones who come in and out of my life as we dance in the sparks between us oblivious; and there is the ones that I can't seem to get out of my head. My head tilts in this heart confusion. I hate when this happens. And I really don't hate often. It's a mighty strong word. But I hate being so confused. It's like a spinning kaledioscope of people I adore. There are just so many. I suppose I feel better with many choices. That means I have that many more chances. How many bowls of courage did I eat this morning? Not enough to get by. I wish I saw some people more. Then I would have more of an opprotunity to talk to them and get closer. I ooze with unused feelings. I feel wasted in a sense and it kills me. I dunno. I got in an argument with the parentals. Long story short, Im not liking them right now. They make me angry and want to OD on chocolate cake. But instead, I just sit in ze little office and grumble. I don't like to be angry. And I was. I just get so mad and frusterated when I try so hard and still don't work up to their standards. Im so tired of it all. Simply, I just want someone to love me. I dont even need a relationship. It would just be nice to have someone to exchange affection with and cuddle, just talk to till the wee hours about life and the things that it contains or maybe infinite things like the universe and what that may contain. I want to learn about people and just exchange knowledge and past experiences. I want to make new experiences and new memories. I want to try knew things. I want to experiment. I want someone to share that with. I just wanna share life. I want to share feelings. There is so much love to give and always more. Just give me a chance or just even a glance, it might be worth your while. Is it so terrible to want such things? Because I can give just as much, I know that. My brain hurts and I want to write poetry so bad. I just can't. I have to do my homework and I am always in this bind. I always want to write. Is it a crime to enjoy writing? I want to write constantly. I have all these feelings, mightaswell write 'em down. That way, if ever I turn numb...I can look back and remember how to feel. I dont know. I just like to write. Plain and simple. Im a writer. I write. Or type. It's much, much faster. I just don't like how my feelings just stop here. Like when an S-wave reaches a the liquid core...it just stops abruptly. Damn Earth Science... Love Jenny at 9:22 PM
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