I am: awake too late on a work night.
I think: about most things far more than I should.
I know: I can write. It's the one thing I've always been sure of in my life.
I have: two cats and a dog.
I wish: my stomach didn't hurt right now.
I hate: people who take advantage of other people.
I miss: Superstar. He's visiting his family on the coast and doesn't come back for a few more weeks.
I fear: losing control.
I hear: the fan in my bedroom that is a poor substitute for air conditioning.
I smell: unpleasantness.
I crave: chocolate. And sex.
I search: for knowledge and beauty.
I wonder: what it all means.
I regret: trusting the wrong people.
I love: a man who is a delicious walking contradiction, and who loves me right back.
I ache: in my stomach. Poutine is not a good nighttime snack.
I am not: outdoorsy, athletic or traditional.
I believe: I can fly. If I weren't scared of heights, that is.
I dance: in my bra, with a jingly coin belt and fake eyelashes.
I sing: in a musical this fall for the first time since my jaw surgery. Wish me luck!
I cry: less often these days. Hooray for kicking anxiety's sorry ass! (for now, anyway)
I fight: for the underdog, and for what's right.
I win: in the end.
I lose: weight when I'm really stressed out and anxious. Which is why I've gained some in the past while ;)
I never: have had casual sex. It's always been in a serious relationship.
I always: look on the bright side of life. Doo doo do do do do do doo.
I confuse: trust and acquaintanceship. Acquaintanceship and friendship. Friendship and loyalty. I'm a confused kind of gal.
I listen: in class. And I'm one of those people who talks, too.
I can usually be found: at a computer, or covered in paint.
I am scared: I won't ever figure out what I'm going to do with my life.
I need: security and excitement.
I am happy about: The way things are going in my life these days. And the fact that this year is going to be over in a few more months.
I imagine: what it will be like to no longer be in pain everyday (because of the jaw surgery recovery) and not have to drag my ass out of bed (on the days I can get out of bed) because of the anemia. It will be pretty damn good, I reckon. I'm almost there. Just gotta keep taking the baby steps...