Random Tangents, Loose Thoughts, Some Advice

Yesterday, I was pacing. Everything was going so fast. National Director paperwork for LTA is in, and I'm both nervous and excited; confident but scared. AGGGGHHHHH, one more week and I know for sure.

Still yesterday-- plans for returning to ABQ seem more concrete. One of my Sisters is willing to give me a really good break on rent, schools there, and in all honesty, so is my life. Dad thinks it's great, mom's worried. 

K-last night, this morning, present state--I actually don't know. Late night calls with my guy friend. Leading to some funny, probably delerious thinking at 2am. Funny so I thought I'd share:

Do you ever feel like everybody knows everybody? Case and point, best guy friend, pretty sure he's in "something"--not love, but maybe (the only word that comes to me) enamored with this one girl. This one girl happens to share the name of the girl thats "hanging out" with the guy I like. For fun, my mind keeps drawing geometrical figures with arrows and coming up with random algebraic tangents, such as:

C is to L, as I am to S,

L is to C, as S is to I,

where C, L, S, and I are all independent variants.   

Someone might be able to understand that. LOL. (Yes, C, this is what I come up with when we have our conversations-- math.)

It does makes me feel bad for L though as every other person (um I mean variable) is aware of their place in the equation. I don't even think she thinks there is a mathematical relationship to C, let alone me, I mean "I". ahh too much sylogism (is that right?)

I think this is how the phrase random tangent might have come up.

Anyhoo, plans for fun over the weekend have fallen through, not sad or disappointed, just maybe a little nervous as it builds anticipation.

More randomness:

Newest mantra: Education is my new fiance, LTA is my boyfriend, I am my love, and maybe just maybe Someone will be my lover...

Advicefrom the elders: Primero yo, segundo yo, ultimo yo.

Advice from a billboard: Change is inevitable, unless your dealing with vending machings.

Advice from AOL for Virgo's (C): You do have a right to be silly, Virgo. Nope, you should be silly, because sometimes one has to be foolish to find love. If you think and plan and measure too carefully, you might miss out on the opportunity to connect with a perfectly imperfect person like you.

Advice from Moulin Rouge (as I've seen it for the 5th time this week, thanks to the baby sister): The greatest thing you can ever learn is to love, and to be loved in return.

Per "conversating" on thug luv'n with a many: Thug Advice on Girls "like me," (Playa, playa. Hey Mad Game, do I got this?)

Now bitches be frustrated with a baller, wonder why I don't call her
Maybe because I'm busy and she need someone to spoil her
It gets annoying, from time to time I gotta ignore her
In order to let her know that we friends and nuttin more
She loves it when I'm in town, hate it when I'm not around
I get her and wear her down, next door neighbors hear the sound
Pictures hittin the ground, just enough to hold us down
I'm stickin and movin, cruisin after the third round
Just lay back baby and let me drive you crazy
I can make a forty-year old feel like a young lady
I admit I fell in love with a friend
And to make her feel special I let her call my by my government name
Her panties wet over fame, fell in love with my chain
I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer, would she remain?
Surroundin me, houndin me, tryin to be my ON-LY
I'm not your boyfriend, I'm your HO-MEY