i don't think i'll ever get tired of macaroni and cheese.

i don't want to explain why. i don't want things to be any different with anyone. i don't want to hear that anyone's sorry or to be asked if i'm ok. i just want to hug someone until i feel like letting go.

fat animals are my absolute favorite.

the best present anyone could get me right now is a fat, furry puppy...and a new house for us to live in.

my room is incredibly messy.

life post-dallas has been incredible.

road trips, i've come to find, can be quite cheap, and with the right people, a rejuvinating experience.

i like getting to know friends well enough that i see things that remind me of them all the time. it reminds me how glad i am to have them around and makes me miss them when they're not.

i want to get to know you better.

for some, i am having an incredibly hard time finding "the perfect gift". christmas shopping is so hard.

classes are, for once, enjoyable this quarter, and even though they're early, i'm really excited about them. maybe this excitement means better grades...let's hope so.

i don't think about you anymore, and i couldn't be happier.

winter is a good excuse to be around people more and hug while you're at it. it's also a good excuse to buy a good looking new coat.

i want to cook more. it's quite fulfilling when done right.

i miss you so much.

I think the word "riveting" should be used more often.

after roughly 4 days of no sleep besides a few hours here and there, this week and quarter are finally over. words cannot express the relief and exhaustion that have come over me...none except "it's about damn time." i'm suddenly in the mood to cook, to clean, to see friends without having anything particularly pressing to do (besides the to do list I've had and have been adding on to since september), and to sleep for days. i'm also ready to, for once, carry out all the ideas and plans I make in my mind. believing I can achieve so much and watching time as it passes me by, I get lost in procrastination and catching up on all the things I'd planned to do weeks ago, hence the to-do list I've had since september. in short, I'm ready to achieve a goal the way I plan it in my mind...whatever it is, and I'm ready to relax...but not too much.

when i feel the need to exaggerate numerically, i always use the number 8.

i've felt the need to start writing again. life is steadily changing and some things in life are too good not to remember...i guess this is just in case i forget.