....actually.

i was just lying in his arms.

we were watching a movie, underworld II

he made potstickers

wine

soda

i looked at him and he squeezed me tighter.

then he kissed me. and i kissed him back.

it's hard not to think about a future with him.

i think i love this man.

say hello

pretty sure this delightful duo has revived my love for all things sufjian

loneliness is just a crime

girls grow up.

I find my self not being able to stand certain people. Specifically young girls. Their immaturity annoys me, and I find myself grinding my teeth in order to not say things which would ultimately crush their pedantic, pop culture, monotone dreams. One of my greatest fears is that I used to be one of those. ughhh... I feel old. Even though I'm not. I feel like I don't mesh with these girls. I refer to them as kids though they are only 2 years the younger, and I talk down to them like a parent would berate their devilish hyperactive child. I resent them for having such simplistic view of life, of their complete disregard for life's complexities and their own lavish, self-absorbed existence. I don't listen to them anymore. They think I'm a bitch. I'm just realistic and I don't want to listen to their stupid stories about how they totally know Taylor Swift, or the omg so awesome party their sorority threw last night, or the no way i totally have the blouse in pink i love it, or their socks or stupid dogs.. I'm tired of it. Girls, grow up. When I have my earphones in even though my ipod is dead, take a hint, and shoo.

Mr. Perfect first date, turned to Mr. Many Perfect Dates, has turned into Mr. Boyfriend, as he has had me smiling, and laughing, and experiencing the joy of getting to know somebody you know would impact your life. I find myself being able to talk to him about things that bother me, of things that worry me, of things I love, aspire to do, frustrate, and wish to experience. He spent the holidays with me and my family and on New Years we saw B.B. King live. Needless to say, I started the year of right this time. Not intoxicated, and with someone I feel safe, comfortable, and who's company is beyond enjoyable. Besides my family and my best friends he's the one of the few people I actually enjoy being around and having fun with. I like this feeling very much

ganja, beer pong, bday!

it was a saturday,

my lil brat's bday today. had sushi at sendai's then went over to his house for a major chill session. i wish i didn't have to drive edgar and myself home. tonight i realized how much i missed my lil wilson. smoking the ganja with my homies was nice. surprise surprise i met some really fine ass filipinos. that was rare! lol. but hey i'm glad it happened. i realized i am quite the champion of beer pong. redeemed sean's ass from lame gnome. my head is spinning, i have the munchies.

;)

Rockon

went yos fit again.

met some cool people. met the "poster boy" joe of yos fit apparently. it was him, lisa, sean, and tim and they introduced themselves to me. i like that. when people are friendly. It's calming to know that there are still exists some things that connect people in the most basic ways. Such as happiness. The enjoyment that we all shared from the art form, and the sport, and to be able to share that with the like people. Unrivaled. The comraderie, the encouragement, its nice once in a while to experience a community other than every man and woman for themselves. We would look at problems that challenged us, climb, encourage each other, fall, try again, every time giving each other advice on how to over come the problem. Tried a pumpy 5.10 with a crux overhang. Joe lived up to his name and flashed it while the rest of us just gawked in amazement. I tried it and made it to the crux and fell as i kicked sean in the face a couple times. Gotta love your belayer. I hope i see them again sometime. They were fun climbing with. Miles away from the gross rock gym rat who always tries to give you advice, that he can't even do, smells, and is just overall a gross person. I know way to be descriptive.

Going salsa dancing tomorrow. :D

vcity

It's made me more in tune to my own selfish and materialist tendencies. I am truly in complete and utter adorement of bc fashion. Sitting far from the tourist traps of waterfront, and gastown, i am in a cafe in commercial people watching the city's locals. Effortless, carefree, uniquely ununique is something quiet distant from the valley girl californian. I hate these labels yet I am drawn to this kind of town. I think I may question whether or not I can stay in california post law school. A JD is not available in here although, i believe an equivalent LLC may be. I am not sure. Hopes I can assimilate the two needs and perhaps find myself in a city such as this. If i am so lucky.

Must say. Feeling very fit. Yeah Yeah. Don't you just know it.
Working out 4 days a week. Wooooooot. mmmmhmmm. K so Mock Tizzletomorrow?! YEAHHHHH.

Worked with the vunderful jacob. He's my favorite. We screw around and break all the stupid rules at starbucks. lol. Can you say snickerdoodle frappucino? hellllllllz yeah. Kellcie is so fun, I lubbbbber her! We talked about guys the whole night. lol. I'm so hyped up. But now I've got to chill, finish a direct examination and read plato's republic for the 4oth time. fuck. lol. What is it with profs and different translations. I wish there was just one universal translation dammit. Mmmmk.... I think I'm going to go take a shower, put on some wicker park and do my thang.

Late late bloggy, have a good night. Life is swell I am enjoying the season. Lounging around underneath the fall trees at school, reading and examining the simplicity of leaves in the treees and at the same time their ever so complicated connections.

my feet are sore, 8 hr shit ain't cool yo. not cool. at all.

We'll I guess you'll say, What Can Make Me Feel This Way?

I like leaning on him. Doing crazy thing with him. Being tacky, and wacky and silly with him. I like cheering with him. Eating with him. Drinking with him. I like talking to him, and singing with him, and being stupid with him. I like pretending to be mad at him. I really like it when he leans his head on me.

I like being his girl.

:]

Oh Orange Monkey, How I Adore you So

well well well....
he may understand me more than i thought.

???????? i'm eating a lollipop that I can't seem to figure out if it's orange or cherry....or punch! strange things are afoot.

Went went bowling the other night with some friends. Chilled at Eddie's apartment. Drank, Ate, Drank...and I felt comfortable with him.

Oh lest I forget. I like his style. Small town innocence, intellectutal love with an urban soul. I very much like the way he looks with a button down collar shirt with the sleeves rolled up. And his pants. :p Yup....he's so very very very very very good lookin.

Went to the st. agnes heritage fair. much delight was had by all. raf won me a retro vested blue stripe tied ornage monkey. We rode the ferris wheel which brought me back memories of that one scene in the Notebook when Noah first saw Ally. Rode the Gravitator. Made me want to throw up. lol Ate a ton of food, and wathed some cool dancing and bands.

My parents looked happy tonight. :]

Because Jack Johnson couldn't have written a better song

mood: inspiredHe pretty much makes me believe in possibilities.It's been a long time since I can honestly, truly say this...but I am happy. I am happy with my life and all it's imperfections and little perfections. I look forward to this new direction in life, and for once I am optomistic and confident in the choices I am making.My parents and I have come to an understanding. We actually have converstations, and we treat each other with more respect. My brother and I have gotten closer, and he's also becomed very accustomed to my boyfriend. In fact I can honestly say that my brother actually likes him, and that is rare for him to like anyone in my life. He's very picky. And...I am pleased to know that maybe someday I will be an aunt. Much to my surprise I have found out that he does actually date. lol The friends that have stuck with me through thick and thin are still there. Amazing, beautiful- I am lucky.Lucky enough to realize who were never really my true friends. I am okay with that.Lucky enough to live for my future, and not for my past. Because sometimes you love, and then you loose, and then you learn. And that's okay.Lucky enough to learn to trust again; to let myself open up to someone new; to date; to be crazy; to get caught; get in trouble; to fight and learn to work through it and not sweep it under the rug; to feel a connection; to have self repect; to be respected; to want someone so bad it hurts to be apart from them; to feel wanted for once; to learn to be comfortable in my body; to fight for something good; to have a healthy, mature relationship; to still be silly; to have intellectual converstations; to have someone to travel with; someone to kiss me; someone to call at the end of the day; someone to care for; someone to lagh with, and be stupid, and have fun with.I'm very lucky to have met him.