Like what, you ask? This, for example:
But do I love him? Or am I just getting hung up on the familiarity that I find when I'm around him?
... I could spend pages describing him. It's easy for me because I was so focused on him.
When he walks, he slouches and automatically scowls. When he smiles, it always looks forced unless he's laughing. He's at his most adorable when he bites his lip and he doesn't even notice that he's done it. He used to wear T2 cologne and every time some one at a mall walked by smelling like it, I'd want to burst into tears. His nails are messy and bitten and it drove me crazy because I always like things to be neat. He has more video games than any one else I know. He's wildly smart, best at math and anything analytical, not as good at emotion. He's a Virgo, born on what I think is August 27th, if memory serves...But then there are things that are completely missing or incredibly vague and strange! For example, I had a friend who I wrote about here, AW, who was mostly absent from my LJ. This is suspicious to me because we talked so often, and at the time of the early days of my LJ, we had drama. (He was talking to one of my friends, and it made me feel significantly less paid-attention-to, which was incredibly important to my attention-whoring self at the time.) I started my journal at the end of August, 2003. He's mentioned September and October, no more by November. Here's one of my strange passages Apparently, we were fighting about me being rude because I said I was bored during one of our conversations:
Then, the Canadian and I got in a fight last night. That was unpleasant and I refuse to apologise. I have explained why I won't and I'm not going to lie about being bored! I have to be honest when I'm bored. So, if it's offensive, I'm sure you'll get over it or you'll die because you're overly sensitive. Either way, I will not be bored!And this one:
So, I think I have finally become desensitized to the point that I can say what I want to say. And that's fine. That's gonna be something I do later. When I get a hold of a certain Canadian I need to speak to.There were a few other mentions, but they were all vague and strange like that one. I was so vague about some things and so ridiculously honest about others. Every crush I had was poured out for the world to see! Almost none of my entries were friends only posts at first. Over time, they became that way, but for the longest time, they were open to just about anyone that I gave the URL to. How interesting!
My journal was also full of teenage hilarity:
Jennifer and I had a rather nice conversation last night though. My noodles are ablaze! And, when I was telling a friend of mine about that in homeroom, she said, "Grandma noodle soup?? What!" So, I think that has to be our next phrase! ^_^It's just so strange to look back on my past! There was even a passage about my disappointment that JJ, my at-the-time boyfriend turned husband, didn't kiss me when our relationship was fledgling. We had some really cute conversations about our new relationship. Super cute, yucky love stuff. Who would have thought that we'd get married?!
Mostly, I just marvel at some of the things that I wrote. Some of those passages were so insightful, things that I wouldn't have thought of even now. Then, Some of them were just teenage fluff. It's also weird to think that, in one form or another, I've been blogging for almost seven years. That's longer than I've known my husband, y'all! Crazy shit? I think so.
Also, I forgot about this song. And it's awesome.
