People will be people and the blenderman

This evening we were talking about our blender man, which is all the things you want in a guy put together to made the guy, like putting all the ingredients in a blender and getting the perfect drink. We were supposed to be writing a list of things, but I couldn't write anything. My mind stayed as blank as the page. Am I wrong in not having the words to put down. Should I choose the things I want  and then the guy? Or find the guy, and then see what he has himself? It doesn't seem right to pick all the qualities and if a man doesn't have one of those to just say goodbye like it was nothing.

But then there comes the problem of even finding someone who you are interested in who is interested in you too. People are complicated and messy. How is it possible to find someone with just enough of the same interests as you, not too many not too little. There are people together all the time. How do people find each other? It seems strange, you meet someone named Charlie or Bill or April or Lucy or whatever they may be named, and then something in you says they're special. And you get their number and you start hanging out or you don't. Either way you found some sort of common ground, something that interested you, or the other person. Or maybe initially you don't have that spark, but even still, you become friends. Gradually you fall for them, or vice versus. Anyway, why does this happen. It just seems strange to me.

A night of wonderly wonders

"I mean they're just cats... but then they get too big..."
-Sophia Campbell (on cheetahs)

So we go into Starbucks and get some coffee/ lattes and I ask Sophia if she wants to stay and so we sit down. What I didn't realize was that there was a guys sitting about 2 feet in front of her haha. So we awkwardly sit there for about two minutes and I'm like okay ready to go? Once we get into my car we burst out laughing and discussing it for about five minutes. Hahaha so funny.

Also, tonight was a sushi night. I love sushi so much. And I bought a blender. Soph and I decided that we will be each other's valentines. wooo.

Ending.

The cave

I am hiding
In my own small cave
I will not come out
I will not leave this shell of me

I am to remain here for as long as I can
I do not want to face the open breeze
The air is too cold
The earth is too cruel

In my cave I am safe
No one can get to me here
No one can hurt me

But safe does not always mean happy
Should I choose to forsake my cave
To forsake my safety

I am in a cave
It is dark and lonely
Lonely and safe from heartache

We shouldn't talk about it

This year I had my first heartbreak and lost my first love. This year I healed. This year I went to Chicago twice. The first time I bonded with my family. The second time I met and bonded with a lot of really great people. This year I got really bad grades, and I got really good grades. I took a class that changed my life. This year I liked too many boys, some that liked me back, and some that did not. This year my old friendships grew stronger, and I made new ones. This year I became more independent. This year I became happier and changed my attitude.

This year was really good overall.