Oh la la!
I'm drinking wine and working on a paper. well, not really since I'm blogging.
I'm in a fabulous mood right now for no particular reason. well, I did just get off the phone with Morrocan. Can't really shake him, don't know why.
This paper I'm writing is due on Friday and I have the intro done. Good thing the minimum is 3 pages but I'm never one to just do the minimum...not usually.
Ansy, wanna go out. Do the paper or go out? Feel like getting dressed up. I'm not Hispanic but maybe someone is channeling some of that Cinco de Mayo energy.
BTW, I gave up mayo. replaced it with mustard. much more healthy.
tried to get more money from my bank, then from the financial aid dept. at my University. No Dice... It's okay. The tutoring is helping but I'd like to be able to bring some goodies back for my friends.
Wow, I get so moody sometimes. I've really been in a raunchy mood for what feels like a couple months and at this very moment I feel so happy. I swear I'm not manic but I'm feeling a little manic at the moment.
I want to be in love and I want it to be reciprocated. I'm putting it out there. I'm cute, I'm smart, I have a sense of humor and a wild side...what's not to like? HAHA
I swear I've only had a glass of wine.
Oh, I love France. This experience has been so bittersweet with all the striking but being in one of my favorite places on Earth all at the same time.
Oh Mon Dieu!
C'est tout.
R
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AMEN! I am glad to see that you are in better spirits. There is so much to be grateful for but sometimes life gets in our eyes and really blurs the picture. I have an analogy about the reciprocating love thing, I had an epiphany when I was considering why I was single. There are a lot of men who look at a woman from there imaginary perception of how she should be, and those perceptions are usually black and white. I mean, they want wild, or domestic. Prim and proper, or ambitious and spontaneous. They want the women that they picture in there heads, and when the realities of a woman present themselves we are cast out as not being "the one". But me: "Ima bitch, Ima lover, Ima Child, Ima mother, Ima sinner, Ima saint, I do not feel ashamed..." Love ya Child, Take care
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