Well well well

What have we got here?
I'd really like to hear someone say that someday. Actually, maybe not, I might be afraid for my life and/or sanity if it really did happen.
Autosave just failed. Bitches.
Anyway, I think that although I absolutely love Allyson, Jackie, Alexis, and J (and sometimes Kyle) I'm imposing on them way too much, and making it awkward for everyone involved, definitely not a good thing. So, a lot fewer weekovers. I need to get to know my real roommates better!

See, that is the problem. I can't really examine the situation at all from an objective perspective.
Goodness, where did the time go? I really think it's time for bed, poor Dr. Hebert, I will hardly be able to function tomorrow morning.
Maybe I will leave a little earlier, so I can go see the Farmer's Market by the Train Station. It's a lovely thing when you can catch it. Also, I will probably see a cat, and they are cute.
This is terribly mundane. I wish I could find some creativity somewhere. I'm saving it, actually, for my fiction writing class. I'll really need it, I'm writing a children's book. For class. I don't know about for REAL.
Gosh. I am so glad my 'college experiences' have been as they were. I know myself really well now, and I know not really what I want, but what I don't want. I don't want a boyfriend. I think they are overrated, because they are a form of resolution, which is also overrated.
There is only one person I can think of with whom I would be happy. He actually said to me the other day, "I always told myself that when you and Maurice broke up, I would drop whatever I was doing and come running to you". And of course, he didn't. Because I don't want it to be like that. He deserves someone a lot more healthy than I am. I have no idea of whether we'll be together, ever. But I am so convinced that we would be happy together.
I can't even begin to contemplate another relationship. Not a serious one. But I am aware of that fact, for a certainty.
Whatever happens. I will try within my ability to ensure that I choose a path that I believe will lead to my own happiness with myself. That is the first obstacle. I want to be comfortable with me, to love myself. Then, perhaps, I can appreciate love and its all-encompassing facets and give it to another person. This is a lofty goal, and a very long process. But how could it not be worth it?

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