freakqueen

Thanksgiving dinner was wonderful.

Too much red wine. I don't even like wine. I don't know why i drank the stuff.

I am stuffed with stuffing. I ate the entire bowl of cranberry sauce by myself. I had gravy with 3 scoops of mashed potatoes.

I'm also looking forward to eating turkey for the rest of week. I'm lying, btw.

Currently eating my second helping of pumpkin pie with vanilla ice cream.

A very traditional thanksgiving, indeed. I even gave thanks while chewing a carrot.

A boy named Andre keeps harassing me. If I could keep myself from remembering that he used to be a fantastic artist, it'd be much easier to hate him.

The boy's persuasive. He's always been. And what he doesn't get via persuasion and manipulation, he takes by force.

I plan on staying armed for the next few days. Oh, and I'm also going to look my best. I have so many nice clothes and accessories. And I never wear them. It seems like a waste.

I'm looking forward to Friday. I love having a day to look forward to. Keith and I are going to Playland with Jessy and Jay for Media Night. Free rides and free food. Should be fun.

Keith and I are weird. But a comfortable kind of weird. The kind of weird that I can be open with. I can always be open with him; about my feelings and thoughts. And I never have to explain my actions to him. Must be why I enjoy his company so much.

Things are equally weird with Sean. I'm not worried about it. If he's everything I need him to be, if I'm everything he needs me to be, we'll muddle through. If not, then i'd rather have it fall apart than have either of us feel unfulfilled. He deserves someone wonderful. I deserve someone wonderful. We both deserve someone capable of appreciating and understanding how wonderful the other person is. We both need someone to think that there's no one more spectacular or beautiful than us.

I recognize so much of me when I'm talking to him. He makes me feel like Keith with some of my replies and reactions. I don't feel comfortable comparing Keith with Sean, so I won't go there.

However, let it be known that I don't believe in "dumping" or "fucking over." As far as I'm concerned, it's divine intervention.

And, every now and again, something so wonderfully perfect happens that it refreshes my faith in the world.

*sigh*
I dunno.
I'm a strong cookie, but I've been lacking confidence lately.
Which is odd, because everytime I'm challenged, I prove that I'm more secure and able than everybody had previously thought.

i just wish everybody would stop being so weird.

including that guy who suddenly started stripping at work the other day. It was raining, the door was open, i was wearing 2 jackets... and he takes off his shirt.

So, note to world: NORMALIZE!