AHH!!! Sometimes I hate Blogspot! I had this totally introspective, insightful, profound post waiting to be posted & published. But no. Darn thing has to erase it when I try. Anyways it was a lot of blah blah about my friends getting married this weekend, and my whole take on the situation. Talked about how I don't want to settle down just yet. That I'm busy being an independent woman(yeah right, I still like it when guys buy dinner on a date, or buy me drinks at a bar). whatever. I'm so displeased with this.

Up all night... got to love these wonderful summer nights. Its been pleasant outside all day and night around here. Maybe its just the beer. Naw. Life is good. Everyonce in a while, you have a moment when things just seem to clear up for a bit. I had one of those today. Listening to "Your Body Is A Wonderland" by John Mayer on a drive through the hills to Ojai, I realized that there are people out there that cherish and worship every inch of another person, and that when they come along, you have to accept it, even if you know that they're going to go away soon after. Also by John Mayer "No Such Thing" I realized that whatever I do in school, I'm still going to end up doing what I'm supposed to end up doing in real life. What that is, I think, is not going to be up to me in the end. I have no idea where the wind is going to take me as soon as I release from all the b.s. that my life equals right now. I know for sure that I'm not going to be staying here. As beautiful as it is... Santa Barbara is a great place to visit, but not a great place to start out a life.

Haven't posted in a while... guess that I've been too busy doing other things... or maybe I just forgot. Anywho... I think that for the most part, I'm a pretty laid back person. I mean, I have anxiety induced insomnia... but that has to do with school only. But throughout my life I've been absolutely plagued by one thing... People pretending they like me, and to my face are the nicest people ever, and then I turn around, and they're doing their own thing. Another thing about this... its usually girls. I really don't know many guys who have problems with me. I don't get all dolled up everyday. I'm so not a sorority chick. I wear jeans and baggy t-shirts. I don't know what the heck some people's problems are. So if, in chance among chances...someone who takes notice of this tiny little blog, understands what I'm talking about, and you are the person that I'm talking about... I don't want your territory. You can keep your men all to yourself. Have the spotlight too. I don't care anymore, and you are a complete waste of cellular material.