"A true love is someone who shakes you to the core, after which you are never the same!" -Charlotte York
That soft-eyed baby-faced brunette made me a romantic. Although it's difficult and lonely, I love the new me.

I was floating around blog links this evening, and it's suprising how large the community has become. In fact now there are sub-communites from my main community of people that I know from elementary school. I would just like to restate that I humbly take full credit for the development of all blog pages found on my links, and the pages found on thier links and so on (except Jen and Kevan). I am the original Sarnia Lambton blogger.
if you're offended and think I'm arrogant, that's my intent

I went home this weekend because I had a meeting at my new place of employment. If everything works out I will not have to work there this summer. I place is full of bitter white trash. I decided that I never want to leave university. Compared to the real world, everyone has such a positive ambitious attitude. Thr real world is so depressing.

How is it that someone gets away with a femme-mullet and tapered pants at this University. I'm sure that this woman is the same age as every other fourth year student, but what drives her to raid her mother's closet? Perhaps she oblivious to the individuals she's surrounded by; doesn't even consider their attire. Perhaps it's her silent protest against the 'racy' wardrobe that the University Student Body displays. Either way I'm curious.

I'm always convincing myself and everyone else that I'm invincible. Anyone who knows me well enough knows that this isn't true. However, when I'm in box-fit class pulling a four-jab/power/slip/uppercut/hook/backkick combination, I know that I can kick the kidneys out of someone if I felt they deserved it. I've got one person picked out of the millions of people in the world. Never in my life would I say that someone deserves to be physically abused, but this one person....... I won't do it though, I'm too scared.

My hand is cramped. I was so excited on the telephone that I was clenching it the whole conversation. Now my hand feels like it's run a marathon. Whooo.