I haven't updated in quite awhile, and I'd guess the reason is that everything I can state, all the experiences I've had of late, have all been somewhat morbid, and I've been trying to drag myself away from that, since dwelling on that kind of crap doesn't do me any good whatsoever. I'm in a surprisingly good mood today, however, in spite of what happened.

Let's start off with the things that've been awesome in the past week. Top of the list, is, without a doubt, The Carousel. The sheer enjoyment I got out of that trip destressed me more than any standard two-week-long holiday could. The people, the atmosphere, the awesome UT games. Never have three odd days felt so short.

And as for today, well.... Today was a unique experience, in my books. I've never been lucky enough to be subjected to someone explaining to me the finer intricacies of just what kind of relationship they feel is appropriate for them at their current stage in life. The person in particular whom I was talking to was someone who I used to be interested in, the reasons being that she seemed to be a selfless, caring, intelligent person who was above all that superficial crap.

The kind of relationship she's looking for is one without complications. One without emotional attachment, one without too much togetherness, one without 'officialness', one without rules, and most definitely one without her having to compromise on who she is, since she's happy with who she is. All these factors serve to make her feel "claustrophobic" in a relationship.

So, now that I've stated what her perfect relationship isn't, let me state what it is. Basically, it's a relationship that is such that she doesn't see too much of the person, because that'll leave her feeling claustrophobic. No emotions either. Just the physical aspects. Every two weeks or so. And that's pretty much it. That is all she wants. Sounds absolutely fucking idyllic, doesn't it? Oh, and according to her, sex doesn't change a person, so she thinks. She reasons it just makes them value certain things more, and certain things less. So, my question to you is, is she still a virgin? I somehow doubt it....

In other news, the cousin of mine that I mentioned awhile ago, the one that lost her virginity at age fifteen, is pregnant. She's just turned sixteen.

Welcome to Planet Earth.

This post is especially for Vicky. I actually sort of wish she knew about this blog, so that she could read this post.

Listening to: Offspring - Dirty Magic

It's weird how we sometimes associate people with music. That being said, this is my Vicky song.


In my own simple way
I think she wants me only
She said," Come over right away."
But she's just not that way
Her little soul is stolen
See her put on her brand new face

[CHORUS]
Pull the shades
Razor blades
You're so tragic
I hate you so but love you more
I'm so elastic
The things you say
Games you play
Dirty magic

I should know better than to think I'd reach inside her
It's all a cloudy kind of daze
She's not so sweet today
She mocks me, I'm no fighter
It all just seems like such a waste

[CHORUS]

It's oversimplified
It's oversimplified
It's oversimplified...

Oh, how long it has been since I last blogged. I shall personally refrain from pimping the delights of blogging as an emotional outlet, etc, etc, since I wouldn't want to be submitted to that shit in other blogs, so why should anyone that reads this be forced to read that crap either?

There will be a proper blog tomorrow evening when I'm thinking straight, right after some interesting stuff has happened. Vicky's inadvertantly meeting Annette, etc etc. Rob's going to mess with Rhoda's mind, since she started pulling the mind game card deck out into play first. Should be interesting.

Oh, and I'm going for lunch at Tammy's house on Good Friday. I just realized now that it's Good Friday. Guess I'll get to meet her father as well. I'm sure it'll be really nice. I just hope I don't get a religious grilling 4tehloze.