I need someone:

-who thinks about fate more than I do.
-loves to rollerblade
-thinks that staying in on a friday night for some 'me' time is necessary
-feels that floating in the pool, talking about nothing, for three hours is a good use of your time
-doesn't get bored if they're not drunk/high
-doesn't get annoyed when I fall asleep during a movie, or all movies
-scratches my head
-thinks it's cute when I prove to them that I'm really half-retarded
-spends time with me because I'm interesting, not because they want to get laid
-enjoys searching for new cuts and bruises as much as I do
-likes watching infomercials
-isn't friends with my ex-boyfriend, and still refuses to belittle him
-has hairy legs
-thinks that lesbians are only sorta cool and doesn't ask me to make out with my best friend
-knows that we're not going to be together forever
-likes Dave Matthews, David Gray, Dashboard Confessionals, and 80's pop/rock
-isn't self-conscious about his dancing, regardless of whether he should be or not
-thinks my sister is hot, but only because she looks like me
-wears shorts in the summer, but not too short
-likes talking to my dad, mom, and my brothers
-doesn't let me dominate him
-has a hairy belly, sorta
-doesn't mind that I have stinky feet. I can't help it.

So ahhh, yeah 'mister summer fling' can knock on my door whenever he wants.

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I've never seen any of her stuff before. In fact never even heard her name. Come on Bill, I thought that you knew your shit!

I had a soccer game today. Three people went in for the ball, no one came out, including myself. I have no idea what's wrong with my thigh but walking is a chore. Good thing I don't have to stand all day at work, wait wait... yes I do.

I went to out for a friends birthday tonight. Well into the evening I was the only gr 14 left at the retaurant. I didn't even notice until I had left. Maybe this is because I'm so young. I'm only a mere 6 days older than Aron. Either way I found it interesting. It was a fun time.

Tonight I also realised how many people actually read my blogs. Do I really want to reveal myself to all these people? It was just a reminder to me that I shoud be careful when posting. To stay away from things like the number 700 and such. If someone wants to get to know me real well they can talk to me. I am approachable you know.

Sometimes I keep things to myself. I'm not really one to seek revenge. But when I hold back from making someone else feel like shit, I like to be thanked. Just a flaw that I have. I don't like my efforts to go unoticed. If I'm going out of my way for someone they had better show some appreciation or I'll show them the other option.

This is what my family likes to call the "Harry Willemse Syndrome" - never wrong, hot tempered, and always seeking appreciation.
But at least I'm willing to admit that I have it, so that's a start right?

If someone were to step on your foot, you would expect them to say 'sorry'.
If the offender then stepped on your foot again wouldn't you expect another 'sorry'?
Furthermore, how many times are you going to let them step on your foot before you tell them to fuck off?

I think that horses are truly beautiful animals. They're all skin and muscle. Nice muscle too.

Since I've been home I've lost many of the 'extra pounds' that University had blessed me with. I would say that now I'm the skinniest I've ever been and I have no desire to be thinner. I couldn't imagine myself being frail. Seriously, Anna Willemse skin and bone? That's hardly attractive. From now on I'm going to work on toning my muscles. Not to a horse's extreame, but define. Sure, I'll be a little tougher than the average girl, but I see no disadvantage to that. I'll just have to be careful and next time date someone that's taller/stronger than I am!

Today at work I discovered another weakness. Men's cologne. These past few weeks I have been less sexual than my 92 year old Grandmother, but today at work for a split second I was 19 again. This burst of sexual desire rapidly diminished when I turned around to see a middle-aged man in an old leather jacket and tight jeans.

Who am I kidding? mothers are always right

I would just like to take this opportunity to point out to everyone that I am higher than William Elliott III on yet another blogger list. Eat my hot poo Bill! aaaahahahahahaha!

I have a confession to make. I haven't been completely honest with you, my readers, or my friends. I know by telling you this that it might change a few of your opinions on me but I'm an honest person and I don't believe in secrets.

I've been swimming. That's right I've been hogging my pool all to myself. It's 28C in there and I've been keeping it from you. Anyone is welcome. I hope that there are no hard feelings because of this.

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These tests always nail me.

Wednesday, January 24, 2001
If the bible refers God's love to be *unconditional love* does that mean that there's such a thing as *conditoinal love*? I don't get it. Let's be serious, if someone's love is conditional it's not love at all... or maybe it is and my idea of love is more intense than what love really is. But that doesn't make sense, because how can there be an emotion *more intense* than love? Isn't that supposed to be the greatest feeling. Also, can you fall out of love? because people are always like "have you ever been in love" meaning that you aren't anymore, but that's not love right? that's the conditional love, the fake stuff, yes?
I'm going to get yelled at for this, I can hear it already.
So say you thought that you were in love, how would you know anyways? it's not like you know what it's supposed be like. If you did, how would you know? Perhaps someone told you, but how do you know that they know? I once asked my friend (without pointing any fingers) how she knew, and she gave me all these reasons, about being completly comfortable, and predicting their actions, and a bunch of other crazy things.. But how does she know that something better doesn't exist, and she just hasn't found it yet?
The answer "You just know," just isn't good enough either. Sure I believe in love, but only a handful of people have experienced it.
Anna.... 12:11:13 AM
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When I call it love I would like to think that it's my definition. I don't want to deny my feelings. When I call it love it's always going to be love. Apparently this puts me in a vunerable place. Apparently people are going to take advantage of me because I refuse to say I don't love someone anymore. No matter what happens in life I am always true to myself. Even today I can say that I have no regrets. There has been times where the situation could have been delt with better, but it all came out in the wash.
I hope that I'll never compromise myself to *better* a situation. Even if that sets me up for more pain. I may not be a warrior princess but I am still tough.

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Surprise surprise.

I'm an honest person. Some people hate this about me and some people love it. I am also a trustworthy person. I don't feed anyone bullshit. Of course I make little white lies like 'don't worry about it you're weight is just fine' or 'it's okay that you're failing calculus' but I never lie about serious things. Yesterday at work one of the girls that I work with said, "Anna, can I ask you a question? It's personal, but I know that you're going to tell me the truth"

This girl is just someone I work with. Although we have a 'family' work environment she rarely shares anything about her life. This made me realise that she's not the only one that feels that way. At school I always had my roomates coming to me for advice, or even girls that I wasn't really close to. Occasionally the truth will hurt thier feelings, but at least I still have their trust.

Every time I leave I tell myself that I'm not going back. It's just a matter of when I'm going to follow through. But I can't do this. I can't do this without another option. You don't walk out a thrid story door unless there's a balcony.

I know that you've probably all been frustrated with my lack of blogging recently. I just can't think of anything general enough to post. I don't want to reveal my personal life to all my friends. Personal thoughts are okay, that's just letting you know me better. Revealing my personal life would reveal my weaknesses. As far as anyone that reads this is concerned, I do not have any weaknesses. I am the all powerful, all dominating force that will crush anyone that gets in my way (including you Aron). At least that's the impression I try to leave everyone with. I don't love, love is for the weak. I'm sure that a few of you know that's not true. Just ignore what you know and believe eveything I tell you. This is how I have a 'healthy' relationship, I tell you what life is like and you believe me. When this doesn't happen I feel vunerable and helpless. I have to control in my life. I do have friendships where this is not the case, but all my intimate relationships work this way. I am like Xena Warrior Princess, but much better looking. I think that I need to let go of that.

You know what? if it was 40 years ago these curvacious 'love handles' of mine would be extreamely sexy...........

Did you know that we have six different telephones in my house, three of which are portable? I guess we need that many because today my parents and I were in the basement and they asked me to call our number and hang up so I could ask my sister to come downstairs and make plans for tonight and tomorrow. The ultimate lazy. I'm surprised that they didn't try to sneak in a little nap while they were waiting for her to come downstairs. Help me.

I have also decided that prime time television is not good for me. It makes this seven day stretch extreamly difficault. I don't know how I ever fooled myself into thinking that I can manage 146 days.