SO here it goes. MY life seems to be interesting. Everything is always going on and somethings always happening. I have a lot of thoughts and a lot of theories too so I think I'll keep them safe and sound here. I've always wanted to write a blog about my life. One day, I was just sitting in the LSU library and realized, with all the shiz I find on the internet and with all the chiz that happens in my life, I could write a blog.
On the other, I have a feather in my hair today. I'm feeling sort of in a Native American Interesting Fact of the Day mood. So, the feather that Native Americans wore was like sunglasses and thus on the side, not the back! True Story. (In the back for ceremonial reasons) My awesome Native American friend, Cree (don't ask his last name, I'm thinking he wants to be a one name like Cher or Madonna) told me this a while back, so I'm not quite sure why it came to mind, BUT OH WAIT I DO have a feather in my hair.
I also saw JET last night and the Crash Kings. Great bands! I loved JET, they were WASTED! and I met the Crash Kings, I bought their CD and they signed it! lol (he asked me to buy his CD I said yes, but only if they signed it, and they happened to all be standing around me, and the bass player was interested in me :])
"Everyone has problems with friends" The dear and true Air Force man in speech class says. True. (I'm also feeling more ADD than normal) and my speech teacher just convinced me to buy a dog. BUT while staying true to the topic, I'm trying at this moment in life who is my real friend. Who is the person I will rely on? Who can tell me what to do or can tell how I respond to things? Who really knows me? I'm really struggling through this depression lately. Trying to find me in all this mess. Who is me? I thought I knew me. I thought I knew how to solve problems and I never fall in love (or like). So I like this guy, how do I make it seem legit to him? I devote my Fridays to him and sometimes all Saturday, but I totally feel like he's still scared since my best friend, Sarah (remember that name dear reader, she's in my life a lot), has told me of HOW he's been hurt. I see no difference between the two of us. I've been hurt numerous times, but I've come back.Why is it now I'm falling into my depths again because of how much I want this guy?
I leave this to you, loyal reader (or not so much considering this is my SECOND post) What makes a person want to be with someone this much, or forget who they are, or get all ADD on Cree? Ado.