assorted candies.

"i am someone who is looking for love -- real love.

'ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't live without each other' love...."

I love this.

-SIGH-

I've been thinking about my New Years kiss.

This could really go one of a few ways:

 I could pick someone to represent the past and kiss them 'goodbye'

OR

 I could pick someone to represent the bright, welcoming future (<--- lol, how optimistic of me) and kiss them with hopeful anticipation.

OR

 I could drunkenly kiss a stranger, who presents nothing but my pseudo-sluttiness.

Why does everything need to have meaning?

 I am ignorantly, blissfully hopeful about 2012.

I just 'KNEW' 2011 was going to be AH-MAZING.

It was awful, there are no other words about it.

Just awful.

But I really believe 2012 will be good.

There are only a few ways it could get worse.

I need to really step up my goals. It's almost 2012 and I'll only have 3 years left 'til I'm 30.

I should have all of my goals done in that time. That is PLENTY of time to do what I need to do.

And it's almost Christmas.

It's that time of year and I'm feeling all confused about everything.

When aren't I confused?

What KILLS me is that my exhusband knows me so well,

he totally CALLED this bout of confusion coming.

Apparently I have feelings in cycles -- so he says.

I hate that he knows me so well, he can predict my feelings.

That annoys me.

Will anyone ever know me that well again?

Will I LET anyone know me that well?

I don't know but it's almost Christmas.

I'm excited about it.