i'm nobody's little weasel

Looking at the majority of people I know with boy/girlfriends, I think, why would I ever want that? I wouldn't.

But then I realize that my thoughts were just the same about a year ago, until some kisses changed them. And what came of that? Well, nothing. Nothing but a friend that I talk to very very occasionally, and see much less than I say I will.

And some boys that I don't know what to call. Friends? Acquaintances? Exes?

My feelings are always changing.

I have a new favorite song.

The play is over, and I'm glad. Please come and see the next one when I'll have a real part.

I had my first cry of 2006, thanks to The Salad Dressing Debacle.

I had a beautifully metaphorical moment last night, running to a lighthouse.



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me: "i'm not emo."
a boy: "i know. you're just different."