hontouni

2009-07-14 - 11:47 p.m.

I mentioned to Tracee it might be a good idea to talk about the things that happened since we've last spoken, and she agreed. Right now I'm feeling motivated to list some of the things I've learned from experience in the past four or five years.

It is extremely difficult for me to do the dished when I have to urinate. Also when I'm washing dishes I noticed one day that I firmly place my crotch against the counter.

I never anticipate girls to keep plans with me, and I have grown impartial to this most of the time.

Pooping eight times a day means I am over eating, and that's a bad thing.

I can totally rock girl sunglasses for some odd reason, regardless of whatever length my hair is or how scruffy versus clean shaven I feel like being.

I have one eyebrow, and I'm okay with that now...but I still maintain it into two separate eyebrows.

The realizations and feelings I had when coming out of my depressing, or whatever it can be labeled as, are some of the most honest and genuine in my life, which leads me to believe I was more aware and centered then than I am now.

I am almost as motivated to do school work as much as I hate school overall. Likewise the greatest thing school has taught me is that I am significantly better at everything else I do in my life.

Falling in like with a girl showed me that I can't really plan on how I'll react or perceive any situation.

Having more than one roommate is trouble. One roommate is kosher though and living alone kind of sucks.

Jobs that are available to anyone are excellent if you would like to have someone tell you all the things you are doing wrong when you fuck up and never mention the actual contributions you have made with the extra effort you put in.

Peanut butter has pulled me through some tough dieting times, but I'm still not a huge fan of peanuts in non-butter form. Also I use to refer to my penis as "my peanut" until around age nine or ten.

I will never lose the urge to look at buildings and the insides of buildings and debate what I am capable of climbing and the still have an unconditional desire to climb regardless of my assessment.

The past few years sirens have started making my ears scream.

I think that I will always see my wrists as belonging to a little boy.

I know that five more of these will come to mind as soon as I do something else.

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