1:05 a.m.
SSSHhhhush!
~Diary~
I have not carried out a complete thought in the past few weeks. I feel like I have a permanent brain freeze. I haven't drank a slerpy in over 2 years...
I find myself thinking about crazy stuff.....
Are we All connected by the same network?
Is there only 6 degrees of seperation between everyone in the world? I swear that everyone that I bump into from my past, and people that I've just met always link back to someone I have already dated. Everyone knows someone that I've dated. Do I already know someone's brother-in-law, who has a cousin, in the military with someone else's monkeys uncle who know's who my "Mr. RIght Could BE? I'm 23 and still waiting to meet "Mr. RIght". Well, on some days I wait around, but more often I go on with life as usual. I can just imagine sharing a dance with Mr. Wonderful.
I actually made a list of qualities I was searching for, and shortly after I made the list I met someone who came very close to my expectations. Or at least it seemed like he was close when we first me. It turns out that I don't really know too much about the guy. I wanted to keep this list and not lose it, because once I start looking for it again, I know he's going to just pop up in my face.
Honest
he's sincere
physically attractive
he can carry a conversation
doesn't have a lot of negative issues
isn't very materialistic
can take care of himself the majority of the time
likes to cuddle
he knows a lot about art
he can sing
he can dance
he�s charming
he�s probably older than me
he can play guitar
he�s single
he�s punctual
hasn�t been married
he can teach guitar
he can dress nice
sarcastic and can take my sarcasm
he compliments me
he can iron
he can cook
he�s open minded
he has good music taste
hey, he even likes Jude
He goes to concerts
he plays soccer
he's a hard worker
he can inspire
he goes to church
He's close with his family, but not in a strange way
he likes animals
he can argue his opinions
he likes shakespear
he's probably performed shakespear
he likes kids
he has respect for himself and others
he is into the same art that i get into
He likes Jack Vettiano's prints
he doesn't smoke
he's not a drunk
he doens't do drugs
he's sentimental, but not overboard
he has good hygiene
he's very educated
he's taken drama courses
he has a sense of humor
he's a good kisser
he's not bitter or angry
and he can understand why i would do anything for him because he feels the same way about me.
Ha, Ha,.....RIGHT!
"When you find that perfect man hold on tight, and then call me, so I can run over there and see what he looks like......................................... and laugh, because he doesn't exist you sad perky optimistic suckers!"
I wrote a poem about one instance relative to the possiblity of 6 degrees of seperation....
I don�t know what you mean to me
I don�t know if you care
You asked for my plea
So I say, �I wish I were there�
I know I left for vacation
Just to run away
My summers have 6 degrees of separation
With so much room for play
All I knew
Was I wanted something more
When I found myself looking at you
I was never eager to get out the door
I never knew where I was going
Used to avoid labels of creed
So much inside of me was never growing
So how was I to know what I need
Now I don�t question fate
What goes around definitely comes around
Leaving so much room to debate
Sometimes it just brings me down
Left this place
To find paradise
When I chose to kiss your face
I ignored my own advice
Maybe I get thrown in
So ready to create my own good karma
Not questioning what I win
Just hoping to evade rumors and drama
You still don�t know
Exactly what I mean to you
Emotions are hard enough to show
With so much distance, what can you do
Now that I am home
I want to confront all my fears
Feeling a little more alone
So I still want to get away from here
Conflicting ideas in your head
Now that I�m not there
Thinking of the things I once said
Trying not to contrast or compare
The warmness of my skin
Has started to wear off
When you remember where we�ve been
Tell yourself you�ve had enough
Trying not to fuel the fire
Now that I am gone
Don�t waste time on desire
Just pick up and move on
You don�t know me well
You don�t know if you want to
I�m one of those secrets you won�t tell
Go and rearrange another pair of shoes
What conclusions you draw
May be different from mine
You could pick out all my flaws
To make it easier to leave me behind
But I still remember how you smell
And the taste of your kiss
Not saying that I fell
But it left me a little piece of bliss
While you shut it out
And hope it goes away
So much uncertain doubt
Tells you to forget that whole crazy day
Tell yourself to forget
So you won�t ever have to run
Play me off as another regret
And throw it out when you are done
You captured something inside of me
That I couldn�t find myself
Helped me wake up, and see
I didn�t want to become anyone else
Kelly T.
The instance in the poem made me realize that anything is possible if you know what you're looking for....
