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Valentines Day Sucks

2007-02-14T12:28:00.000-08:00

I, like all single women, hate valentines day. All day long you hear sappy ass songs, see sappy television, even comercials. Try to leave the house and it's paired off out there like they're going to Noah's Ark.
And like all single women,
I wish I didn't have to hate it...

Stupid Snow

2007-02-13T10:44:00.000-08:00

I look outside my window and all I see is white. White white and still more white. Snow that is falling, snow that is being blown sideways from the roadways. The highway is closed down due to a truck that jack knifed across the road. I had to stay home from my fricking classes today, I'm missing my psychology review, our first test is on thursday. I am so annoyed, I can't even begin to explain with words suitable for company.

Boys

2007-02-12T00:52:00.000-08:00

Boys...or rather a certain boy that I can't seem to get off my mind. I can't sleep...it's three am and every time I close my eyes I see his eyes staring back at me. I think of what this summer might bring, when he comes back home, back close enough to touch. My breath keeps catching in my chest, coming out in short bursts, making me sound out of breathe. Which is true enough, I suppose. I smoke cigarette after cigarette staring out into the darkness, marred by the computer screen and the cherry. I find myself thinking that I'm playing with fire and I could get burned. Then I find myself realizing that I don't care if I scortch to a crisp, so long as I get you. I am slowly loosing any patience I might have had where you're concerned, I want you and I want you now. Knowing that I can't have you now drives me crazy. Four short (extremely long) months until you're coming home...June has never carried the possibilities it carries now. Spring may carry more than warm winds this year, and I can't breathe when I think of what could happen. What I want to happen.