The best gift I have given myself (unbeknownst to me) is the gift of penning my thoughts and perspectives. I have a box full of "diaries," that are filled up with the thoughts, feelings, and dreams of myself in various phases of life, going as far back as the age of eight! If there was one word I would use to describe myself, I would say that I am a storyteller. The greatest story you can tell is that of your life - make it a good one.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Cold
King had a cold on Monday, so of course I had to catch it by Wednesday. Sucks bc I can't take any co-Tylenol or NyQuil or anything. And Tylenol is useless, though I just took it. Anyways, just waiting this cold out. I'm quite miserable actually. But Puchku seems to be doing fine and is still kicking away. I haven't stepped out of the apartment since Monday; I need to get out tmrw; hopefully I'll feel better tmrw.
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Equality on the dance floor (101-ish words)
I recently went out to a club/bar/lounge on a Friday night in a poppin' area. Yeah, that's not a sentence I say often. Oddly enough,...
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