answer the following...
01. I will write something about you.
02. I will then tell what song/movie remind me of you.
03. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be...
04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
05. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
06. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
07. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.
08. then I'll do the same for you

I found this old post... and I want to play again... have fun :-D

I miss them, sometimes I don't realize it until I hear their voice on the phone, see a picture on my wall, or have a fleeting memory of fun, but I do miss them. I miss them every day, whether or not I realize it.

I have an amazing group of friends, each and every one... amazing. And I'd like to take the time to thank them. 95% of them never read this blog, have no idea I even have it, but I want to thank them anyway, because I want to take the time to think about why they are special and how they make my life better...

my gay boyfriend, my backup boyfriend, my Rich, my roomie, her bizzoh, my cmac the first, my green giant, my challenge, my tiny dancer, her cassino, my swimmer, my tashua, my baby paige, MY SISTERS, my 7th grader, her mom, my papa smurph, my coach, my nelson, my GUNIT, my farmboy, my brittbritt, my cheerleader, my relater, my 6th grade rival, my nurse, my ballah, my cypriot, my fellow actuaries, my gym teacher, my exroomies, my male model, my mom....

there are many more.... but I think I got the good ones. I don't say it enough, but thank you. I miss you.

She won't let me talk... not about this. Its the one thing I really need to vent about, the one thing I need her to hear, but she just won't listen. Always shrugs me off saying its not the right time or just telling me I can do it, but I need her to let me talk, to let me say it. I need her to understand theres so much more to it than willpower, so much more to it than whether or not I am eating at the dining hall. I know she doesn't understand me, I know she won't be able to relate and she probably won't understand, but I wish she would try. I know she doesn't like it when I cry, but since I can cry in front of her, I need her to let me cry, to vent, to put into words all the things that I feel. I need her listen, because I need her to try to understand....


shes the only one I can talk to about it and the only one I can't...