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February 20, 2008

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I swear I've been thinking about millions of things to blog lately but I sign on and...there's nothing.

So I guess we get randomness...

I want to start my own business. Someday. I want to get on top of life, organize myself, and make things happen like I know I can. I know I can, but I just have to push myself. Sometimes I wish guys would be more forward. Don't make me initiate everything aight? Sometimes I wish there were more time in the day so I could get more done and not seem to waste my time on the trivial things that have to be done everyday. Sometimes I don't - I wish the days would go by faster. I like recognizing a problem and working through all the possibilities to get it solved. I like being involved, giving input and making suggestions. I love being in the situation where I feel comfortable doing so. I love finding new things and making them my own. I wish I could concentrate on reading more. Sometimes I wish I were more opinionated...sometimes I wish I could just continue learning about everything without having to choose one way or another. I love dressing up every day. I love sleeping and wish I got more. I hate moving, but love the thought of new situations and new experiences. I like the idea of moving to a big city by myself but it also freaks me out. I love having my own room. I love huge closets. And shoes. I love finding the best deals. I hate having the urge to buy something just because it's cheap. I love email conversations with individuals across the world. I wish they were closer. I appreciate friends who take a minute to pass along a friendly thought or compliment. I like experiencing things for myself and gaining appreciate for things other people like. I love my career choice but have yet to find the perfect job. Someday I want to consider teaching...in a high school. I want to use my experiences to help others find passion. I get jealous...really easily. Sometimes I want my friends to just be my friends, and not yours. :) I love finding a place for everything in your life. I hate that I'm scared of people. I hate that this keeps me away from experience everything I can and achieving what I'm capable of. I love being myself. I love the experience of finding out who that is. Sometimes I wonder what makes the difference..why does one night in Paris differ so dramatically from 3 years in Provo. That makes me sad. I want to be recognized for who I am. I love motivated people. Those with high, confident goals are probably those who I am most attracted to. I want to find the strength to reach for what I want in life. I love music. I love finding the perfect song to match your mood at any moment. I love using that to grasp an emotion and thrive on it for a minute. Sometimes I'm confused about everything. Sometimes I don't want to figure it out. I love walking in busy streets. I love strolling and window shopping. I like letting my hair dry while watching a movie and cuddling in a blanket. I hate the look afterwards. I love phone conversations with good friends. I love accidentally throwing together an amazing outfit. I like keeping lists. I hate it when nothing gets accomplished. I find it interesting that you can have the same beliefs as somewhere but differ so dramatically in opinions on things. I don't ever want to be pushed to do something when I don't really agree or want to. I don't like people assuming their ideas are shared by others. I don't know where to end this. I love writing. I think I suck at it. I'm amazed at what other people can create. I love spending time by myself. Sometimes I'd rather. I love watching movies late at night. I love no commercials. Nothing seems satisfactory enough to end on. I'm stuck. I love pictures and memories and people who cross your path but you don't think much of until they later embrace you as a close, old friend. I love people who reach out and make you feel loved and included. I wish I were more of that kind of person. I worry too much. I think about things too much. I'm a stalker...yep, I have skills. I'm falling asleep. ..I hate that I can't wake up to an alarm clock.

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