A long-errr journal entry.
I just wrote about six articles for Triond and it’s been there since before I took a shower so it’s disappointing to come back to my computer and go to the site to find out it’s STILL NOT THERE!
Well, did you have fun reading what my voices told you? They know everything that I know, including that you were going to read what they wrote…I think. So, be aware of their deception! Ahhhhh!
So, here’s something more. (Great, now I have to think of something else?) Hmmm. My best friend the ex prostitute, who prob sleeps with other people anyway despite having a christian boyfriend she lives with, because well, when she was living with her husband she didnt care to have adultery with someone else. Someone I knew. Someone who’s not even cute. And I can say that now, because he broke up with her…or they just were never together. And I think, what a fool she is to have given him sex. When really, sex is probably such a casual thing for most people that they dont even care anymore! And so, let me be less conservative and say I would do the same thing if I found someone just as handsome as she thought he was (a bouncer). I mean, he was muscular and not fat, and not too old, but well that was mean of me to say. But she didnt like the professor I liked who I showed her a picture of. But he is way cuter despite being fatter, because he is smarter, and has his phd. Does a BOUNCER have a phd? I dont THINK so! Would my professor have sex with me to just leave me? I dont think so! Because he didnt have sex until he got married. So i wish i were…one of his old girlfriends…except if I were, we would have gotten married because I am a terrific catch, despite being mentally handicapped. hahahhahah!
That was funny.
And so I move on, to…I like thinking about my old professor, well, he wasnt exactly a real one of mine, just somebody I WANTED to be my prof except not really bc i wasnt smart enough to be in class. BUT! Anyway I dont think I should share too much again because people who know me may find me SOMEHOW and umm…they know about him. And my desires. But do they know the latest ones?
My latest was Scott. Do you know HIM yet? Well he doesnt count. He only talked to me for two months online…but I love him. I rather give him a blowjob than that professor. Why? Because Scott was never MEAN to me. hahahha!
Don’t know why that’s funny, but it was (and is?)
Then I met Handsome Man from group, but he has children and is like in his sixties, and Im only 25 which is still kind of old to me…im old i mean…and i think im pretty much fairly like all the older people in mindset? I dont know. Id think Id know a LOT more if I lived another 25 years…dont you think? And yet, I dont feel that adults ARE worth that many years in mindset…or thinking..or maturity. I mean, 25 years is like 3 times 8 years, and it was 8 years since I graduated from highschool, and that is A VERY LONG TIME. I did so much in that amount of time. I dropped out of three colleges. And I met the best of christians and the best of decadence at either of those colleges, and … moved about four times.
These next eight years, I will not be learning something as exciting as decadence, so what else is there to learn though? I know the whole christian thing. I wanted to learn about relationships and particularly the romantic kind. And I want to start dating again once I learn these things, and get a new wardrobe, and I want to start journaling more every day so that I write 400 pages worth a month. That is 100 pages a week, about 10 pages a day. That is not much considering that I get to write anything I want, and that I have the whole day to do it. So maybe Ill write more. ideally I want to make a hardcover for me every month, and name it DEC 09. JAN 10. stuff like that. I will have way too many books in my room, but Ill get rid of all the other books that I own that arent mine. I will build an empire of my ideas, and ONLY my ideas. I am the queen of my castle of books.
My voice just laughed at that and said, “Rachele is stupid.”
Well, so be it. I think I should write more since Triond is so freaking slow at publishing my articles as of this moment. Or maybe I am just blazing amazingly fast. WOW did you like that rhyming? Hmm. Well, what else can I write? I have a lonely bagel in my room. And my Pepsi i havent drunk since the beginning of this article. Until now…*gulp*
Yummy. It’s still fizzy and cold.
Is it possible that I will ever run out of things to write? if my imagination or memory proves right, I once HAVE run out of things to say at one point! I was trying to drain myself of all thoughts I have ever had, and start over. And then, so I was writing down my thoughts in my journal, and i ran out of thoughts, if i am correct. Which would be a very sad thing. That one can have no more thoughts that are original. And anything more I create is bound to have already been thought…or NOT. Because well, now I am delusional so i get to think ANYTHING! yaay for originality!
My voice just laughed at me again.
I have two books that I want to read. Boundaries in Dating, and The Psychology of Romantic Love. Now i read the psych one partially, and well i forgot what i learned. so nevermind. (my voice laughed at me again..why? WHY?)
My Mom i think i told you read Boundaries the original and she started saying that we were all abusive. She also read Safe People, which I have read, and the weird part was, I liked the “bad” people more than the proper people. I thought the bad people were more fun and mysterious. Come to me all ye bad people! Hahhaha.
Let us have fun in drunken merryingly…oh Bacchus! Come be with Us! (except not through only your wine for me, Dio, because I dont drink.)
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