Getting back into the groove

"It's just that that was such a wonderful time, even in its strangeness and sadness--and life isn't the same now. It's wonderful, but it isn't the same."
-Wicked by Gregory Maguire

So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
-Franz Ferdinand

Guilt is the strongest stomach acid

I had a dream. I can't explain why since I haven't been thinking much about any of this lately.

I dreamt, at first, about having a cute pet, perhaps a guinea pig/bunny? It was sad because apparently I kept forgetting and neglecting it and eventually my old room mate ended up taking it away, but I continued to pine for it or for a new one.

My last dream involved Z calling me, out of nowhere, and we were just talking. I mentioned that I had had a boyfriend and he was surprised and said, "You had a boyfriend?" I could only agree. He continued, "Did you guys kiss?" I didn't expect him to ask such overwhelming questions; I could only agree.

Evidently, his voice held disappointment.

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Wow. My writing has gotten awkward again. Rusty. Sighs.

Anonymity

6,692,030,277 people in the world. Maybe even more, or sadly maybe even less.

Nevertheless, I wonder where you are.

I'm too envious of Joongbo.

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In a city, there's a blanket of anonymity that people appreciate. So much that when a car alarm goes off, for the past twelve hours, there is no one to take the blame.

Ah. It has become silent.

Bad quality; however, after watching W.G.M. with Hyun Joong, he's definitely my ideal. Haha. I've been watching too much Korean shows with Jojo lately--honestly, who says "ideal" anymore in correspondence to the one you dream of having.

It's funny because the other day, Jojo was saying how Taekyeon was her ideal, but I said that I didn't really have any particular type of person in mind that is my ideal. Yet, watching this makes me want someone like Joong. He's really awkward and quiet, but when he talks he's hilarious. I could go on and on why I would want someone like him, but this statement by him hooked me, "In reality, I feel that I, myself, don't have the qualifications to love others..."

Accomplished one of my new year's resolution: Straight A's baby!!!

I am no saint.

There's a great sense of satisfaction when you learn something and actually know how to apply it. It's another wonderful thing when you can apply it and other people understand perfectly what you're trying to express.

My last office hours today consisted of a bunch of students and I touching upon various subjects that connected developmental psychology and using terms that only developmental students knew how. It surprised me and renewed my faith that there are hardworking and intelligent students at BU.

By the way, if you ever pass a place that exudes an excremental odor, then something is wrong with the sewage system due to anaerobic biodegradation. HA!

Reticent.

Suck it nutface!

Caution: This may sound stupid.

I watched the Kardashian show today and Bruce Jenner said to Kim, to console her during her break up, that to get where you want to be, you have to be selfish with your time.

I should be selfish with my time. So why aren't I?

Over it. It's a good thing I don't have a heart. Whew.

I'm completely fine. Really. Maybe. Just a bit. I will be fine. I mean, I am fine.

My kryptonite is hip hop dancers. The confidence and skills they exude make my knees weak.

A life of solitude. Intriguing.

You're sick. Really.

My professor said that freedom isn't the ability to do whatever you want whenever you want; freedom is discipline, to do what you want on your own terms.

I think he's right. I lack discipline and I lack freedom. Perhaps, it's more correlation than causation, but this isn't Psych, so I can't use that excuse as much as I want.

Michael Jackson's Thriller can still make me piss my pants.

Gurpreet, in moments of weaknesses, you make me regret everything.

You still manage to break that part of me that belongs only to you into itty-bitty pieces.

I'm selfish. When someone is important to me, I want to be the only one important to them. But where you stand with someone continuously changes with time.