I never had a mentor. Always wanted one though. Like a big sister figure, that was into the same stuff as me. Blah. Short-lived dreams; women are to self-centered, too insecure, to commit to that kind of thing.
My gf liked her Christmas gift. THANK GOD. That smile on her face was electric. I live for that.
The other day I was having a real internal conflict, long story short I really wanted to be mad at my mom for the whole situation, but realistically it was my fault. One part of my subconscious knew that and was like okay chill, no need to stay mad its whatever, but the other side was just sooo pissed off. Like I was really angry at her. So I'm pretty sure it was conflict between my ego, superego and id, but I can't figure out which was which. I looked it up and all but Wikipedia isn't so descriptive.
Everybody Hates Chris is a friggin great show lol.
I've always wanted to celebrate Kwanza.
Is it possible to know someone better than they know themself? I mean I barely know myself (something I am not proud of) so how can anyone else know me?
You never appreciate your sanity until you loose it, or you witness someone else loose theirs.
I wanna go back to Spit Dat, but its kinda cold, and getting a ride is hectic with my mom.
Sometimes I feel conflict when I blog more than I write in my journal.
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