I really like this song. Its a stripper song, a dirty vulgar thing, really. Yes. I am 18 right now.
So, first day of college. Not really. Its rock valley, thats not college. its pretend.
My two classes today were interesting. My first class was Environmental Biology. The teacher is very funny, and he kinda looks like Kevin Costner.
My second class is Math 220, statistics. The teacher is...priceless. He's very old, and has no life. He gave us his cell-phone number twice, and repeatedly told us to call him, whenever.
He would be perfect for my High School brit lit teacher, Mims. I should totally hook them up.
Buttons-Pussy Cat Dolls
Another stripper song. What is it with me lately?
Something is definetely missing. I felt like a stalker today looking for you. You still have such a power over me, do you even realize it? Do you think of me as much as I think of you?
I would like to see you. And the reality is, I probably won't.
There is always so much in my head. So much I want to write, here and elsewhere. I never do. I am so limited. What exactly am I afraid of? Honesty is a dangerous thing.
So much that I want to do, so much that I need to say. I am a walking contradiction.