it's all a game

People never cease to surprise me. Especially boys. Yes, boys, because honestly, I think I know few men. Immaturity and malintent show me that most are not yet men, but, of course, you think you are. You feign innocent friendships, only because of what you hope the false friendships may develop into. It's a game to you; if you play it right, you might get rewarded. If you mess up, well it's alright because you've only allowed me into the gray area between friends and acquaintances. Well, let me to clear something up for you, boys. I can see through it now, and the depths I see do nothing but disgust me. My friendship, you may realize one day, is much more valuable than the other possibilities. Unfortunately for you, however, your time is up, and you've revealed your true intent. You no longer deserve my time, and I'm through residing in the gray area between being a friend and an acquaintance. I'm pulling myself out of your game.

if i were a number i'd be a...

You Are the Reformer

1 You're a responsible person - with a clear sense of right and wrong. High standards are important to you, and you do everything to meet them. You are your own worst critic, feeling ashamed if you're not perfect. You have the highest integrity, and people expect you to be fair.

What number are you?

I was driving to school this morning when I heard on the radio about the metro bombings in London. So only about 40 people were killed, but I couldn't hold back the surprising rush of hot tears that came to my eyes. I'm both saddened and angry every time I hear about these occurrances and can't fathom why anyone could do such a thing in the name of a religion that preaches pacifism! They make known their religious beliefs by the public desecration of those same beliefs. Does that make any sense?? I'm so lost! And I am aware that most people consider terrorists to be abnormal and few in number, but how can people like that even exist? They hurt innocent people, and I believe in karma, so what goes around comes around, but what can you do to deserve being BLOWN INTO A THOUSAND LITTLE PIECES!?!!??

These events disturb my perception of the way things work...and scare me, what if there isn't anything/anyone/whatever out there, somewhere, watching over us? What if there is no balance in the universe, and what you do today doesn't matter tomorrow...and there's no such thing as karma?? It can't be that...unfair. But it just was...for those people on the Metro today.... :(

tailgated by a cop!

There's so much to say, but I only have time for two things:

1. The HOTTEST server in the world is back at R. Thomas and he makes my life worth living. :) JK, but the eye candy definitely makes the ordinarily amazing food become out-of-this world amazing.

2. Wary of cops, I drove back slowly tonight. And a cop did show up along the way. I was going 5 under the limit, and he tailed me for like 10 miles. HAHA. I have no doubt that he kept thinking, "Damnit, who follows the speed limit!!??"

And all I thought was, "HAHA, take that bitch. This is for your buddies who annoyed me before."

It's sad how easily amused I am, but hey...it's the only form of (legal) revenge I can get. :)