I Bet You Think This Post Is About You (dont you...dont you...dont you...)

*The title...am I the only one who knows the song?

*I'm real good for a nasty comment. Its so much easier for me to be a jerk than it is for me to fall back and leave stuff alone. Maybe thats why I cant help but to attack you (intentionally or otherwise) via my blog. Attacking you comes so naturally to me. Its like thinking. It just happens. So when I sit down at a computer and begin to type a post, my thoughts inevitably turn to you. Not just you of course. I think of Erin and Keva and Joshy and Erica and Billy and Bj and Coney and B. But you enter my thoughts too. Immediately following the thought of you is the piercing sting of regret. That feeling I have never before felt in my life and hope to never feel again. And all I can do to temporarily ease that tension is to attack you. And I do. Its so easy. Dont get me wrong, we are all flawed individuals. But you wear your issues on your sleeve. Maybe thats just how I see it now. I attack you because I love you. Because I always will. Because I cant control it. I attack because I know that I can never take back what I gave you. That makes me mad. At one point it made me sad, real sad. But now I'm just pissed off. I wish I could erase it all. (Well...maybe not all of it. I think of Schrom Hills with a speical fondness) If I could, believe me, I would. I would erase you from my memory and erase the memories of me from yours. It would be so much easier that way. It makes me a little sad to say that. I know you well enough to know that makes you a little sad too. Such is life I guess. Everything cant have a happy ending.

*Why do people think I like to write and/or edit? The truth is I hate it. Stop asking me to do it.
*You cant wash your hair for long periods of time when you are trying to loc. Its a very unhappy situation for me.
*Apparently listening to that new Twista song followed by Fabolous's "Tit 4 Tat" and "Young and Sexy" gets my day going right.
*I like to chat on aim when I'm at work. It makes the day go quicker.
*Washing clothes sucks.
*I need book suggestions. Please no Vonneget (sp).
*I still didnt get my phone.
*My original joint is STILL broken.
*Its funny that my phone rings in the middle of the night. I dont answer during the day. I dont answer at night. Leave me alone.
*I really want to see Chicken Little.
*I'm sad because my best friend is having issues and I cant fix them. I hate to see loved ones hurting.
*DO NOT buy me journals for Christmas please.
*I worry about LeMaine more than he knows.
*I have been abusing the word 'awkward' lately.
*I think I am over a crush.
*When you start getting to know a person it can destroy a crush quickly. I'd rather keep the untainted view most of the time.
*Not to say people arent still chill...just not want you expect.
*I am having a hard time focusing on anything today.
*I have on a white tee that says "I do be an English Major" on the front.
*Prince's husband did the artwork on it.
*Billy just made me mad/sad and he doesnt know it.
*I dont want to talk on he phone now, unless JF calls. By the time he calls I'm sure I will be asleep.
*Burnside gets like 400 interviews a week. How does he pull it? Can people see how fresh he is from his resume? Does he send pics?!
*Hopefully my whole world will change in February.
*I'm real moody. I wonder if anyone else realizes it or if I generally just come off as mean.
*I have a hard time explaining my behaviors. My reasoning seems flawed because of it. I come off as dramatic. But really its just that my thoughts are moving too quickly to explain it all.
*I dont like people want to be mysterious. It just annoys me. It feels like a game. I dont like games. "Be real with what you say and put some feelin up in it..."
*I think I was mentioned in someone elses blog and given an alias. Why did I get a hoodrat alias? Why couldnt my alias be good...like Camille. Thats a nice name.
*Every Black person in America should be required to read Toni Morrison's "The Bluest Eye"

And I'm out.