I don't really feel like blogging. I'ma go hop in the shower, wash my hair && shit. I've got a date type situation tomorrow, so I gotta be all extra'd. =] Yall wanna know the details? Yea well, fuck that. Through my own personal experience and observation I've learned that to blog about a perspective relationship is to doom said relationship before it even has a chance to blossom. Leaves too much room for over analysis. So I'm not telling yall shit until something becomes something. And this way, if it doesn't, I don't feel like I have to explain myself to you. Moving on.

Sam && Danny's blogs are officially back open. You have no idea how happy that makes me. I missed the shit out of them. They're both linked, if you wanna be nosy. Hadda one of those semi long random talks with Sam today. I miss those. Where we talk for a decent amount of time about absolutely nothing. Don't you love that? I showed her the upcoming blog layout. I know yall wish I'd stop talking about it and just put it up already. I know you wish that. I know. She likes it. The more I look at it though, the less I like it. The more I think it could be more....I don't know. I feel like for all the time and energy I put into it, it could be better than it is. I'm my own worst critic. When I put it up, comment, & tell me its pretty, yea? Everybody who sees it, comment, && tell me its pretty. That'd just make my day.

I'm itching. I haven't taken pictures in a while. lol yall have no idea the extent of my cam whoreness. I get hella antsy after a little while.

Off topic: My room is a fucking pressure cooker right now. Its so hot. I like the heat though. But I like sauna type heat, this is middle of the desert, dry, anti humidity type heat. Whatever. back on topic.

I'ma take pictures soon. Stay tuned for em & stuff.

Had a long talk with my twin today. Well, technically, we've paused the talk, cus I'ma get in the shower, but we're talking about her boy problems. You wanna know what her problem is? She doesn't know who to choose. She's got like seven dudes waiting around for her to choose them, and she doesn't wanna choose the wrong one, so she's not choosing at all.

I look at her, and I look at me, and I wonder how she's got like twelve people struggling to be in her life, and I'm trippin of tryna catch one. But I know what it is. My twin is so content. She doesn't need much. She just needs a man thats going to try, and thats going to support her while she's trying. Thats all. Its so peaceful, and admirable. I know any relationship she enters into is going to be a steady one, because she's just that kind of person.

Me, on the other hand, I need a boss nigga. lmfao. I need a lot of attention, and a lot of time. I need you to prove to me that you give a shit, all the time, && if you can't, you're cut off. I need text messages in the middle of the day that say "I was just thinking about you." Like some girls are like, oh that'd be nice. No, thats necessary. Without stuff like that, I'd be lost. I'd be wondering what he was doing that had him not thinking about texting me. lol. OKay, I see it clearly now. I'm insecure, & a little psycho. Where as my twin, she's very secure, and very much not psycho. That makes much more sense.

Like I was saying. Shower, wash my hair, watch Dream Girls while I talk to my twin, && then I'm going to bed. Need my beauty rest & stuff.

Night All.
-A.