Isn't funny what simple question make us think of.

Well today wasn't so good. It really wasn't bad either. It was one of those days that in about will be nothing but a blur. I accredit my less than eventful day due to my tiredness. And I can accredit that to me getting home late last night a waking up early this morning. So I haven't posted in like two months, but I plan on doing so more regularly. Anyway tomorrow seems like a promising day. I'm getting a new hair straightener which is well overdue. And then I'm going to New Jersey, ehh not so exciting. But after two of my best friends are coming over and we are building a gingerbread house, and wearing christmas sweaters and watching christmas related movies. God I love christmas. It's just like this period of time, even though christmas is only one day, it's like a month where everything is okay. Where the hustle and bustle of the holidays is comforting. And it's just like perfect that it's so close to the end of a year, it's like as your sitting in your living room with your family, opening your presents and it's this feeling of invincibility. Maybe because children always  believe they're invincible and holidays bring out the children in everyone. Aside from the cold, which I hate, there is nothing else I don't like about the holidays. The holidays are like a time for everyone, not just pagans who celebrate christmas, but there's kwanzaa and Hanukkah as well. I don't know maybe I'm completely insane or maybe there is some else out there who feels the same way, or maybe everyone does. If only I knew.

Today a person I would barely consider a friend asked me about my romantic life. At first I was dumbfounded by his curiosity, 

and then I just paused and thought about it. All my romantic suitors, all the people I turned down, and the one who never actually

did anything. I was never really hung on this person it was just a crush that never really meant anything. And he felt the same way,

and we just did nothing about it. And the mutual feeling just hung in the air like a thick mist, that made everything unclear. So after

thinking about him I though about the ones who I actually exclusive with. Two came immediately to mind, one who I consider a friend

to this day, and the other who I consider to be nothing, but the past. The second of the two who happened to be the latter of the two

when he came to mind, I thought of the things that remind me of him. An awkward figure, or shape on my wall, and my closet. God

my closet. And only two other people know what I am referring too. And then I thought of the present and how I seem to find one

thing that annoys me about all the people who actually offer romantic involvement. And I answered him " Essentially I'm looking for

the male version of Angela. And a little taller." This sprang a smile across my lips. Angela is one of my best friends, and we have odd

yet similar tastes in music. And the same sense of humor, which is hard to come across, because I'll admit my sense of humor is

extremely hard to come across. Mainly because vulgar cartoons, awkward moments, and how people laugh actually make people

laugh. Well they are comedic gold to us.