Long overdue.

Dear Universe,

As some of you may know, I am a national director for my sorority. Beleive it or not this is news to others....LOL. Somehow I have always managed to not let one aspect of my life jepordize the other...or so I used to believe.

Anywhoo. I've been busy with that.

Also, I'm in first grade all over again...Educational Assistant,..not really a teacher, but you could never gues....

On tuesdays I'm a grad student.

Usually Friday through Sunday I make it known that I'm a pretty fun gal.

I travel frequently which makes encounters with the male kind always exciting, temporary, and perhaps the saddest fleeting....

I bring the last point up, as I had errased some boys number from my phone, as I've decided it confused me too much every time I tried to text another boy---IMAGINE that.

Too many boys with similiar names. BUT heres the kicker....of all the boys of all the encounters, my time, my thoughts, and usually my week go to the following:

The ex,  Mr. Someone, and HIM..... hmmm that order for a reason????

Same storyline....I know ya'll think I get hella play outside the Enchanted Land....and no doubt, I sometimes accidentally do. But it all comes back to....well them.

Tragic perhaps, but I believe it has to do with confort, excitement, and the taboo all wrapped into one.

I know I shouldn't be with any of them. Yes. I know this. they know this. WE ALL know this.

But, Getting fed, living out the fantasy, and fall backs are nice....

(hmmm, the order really isn't intentional, but perhaps there is a subconsious undertone...)

NE-whoo. lawschool is going no where fast and I only have myself to blame. no applications are in and why is beyond me.

Perhaps, T was right, I really am chicken shit....hmmm. or I have no time.

I vote the latter.

Now, since we all know the above three seem to be fictures in my life,

one by my grace, two by his grace , and three by pure dumb luck,

let us proceed to the not so permanent but always fun....

MR. BOOTS.

Awe yes people, I'm still maddly on cloud nine over this fool. Completely and absolutely to the point that everyone at "The Fraternity" knows him by name.

I mean, I figure, People already have their preconceived notions as to what kind of girl I am, what I do on my weekends, and where I spend my nights, the truth is but a minor detail....

Therefore,  Why hide that I'm infactuated with a man across the seas?

If they think I'm available, that hasn't changed. if they think I'm off linmits, that too won't be upset. Ultimately, if anyone thinks I'm a  hoe, I still am,  and if they didn't well they're not assholes, and I'm still not, and everything across the spectrum.

So...I sent MR. Boots a letter. A BIG letter. it was cute. I hope he gets it....

I'm considering posting the letters I send to him...just so I can have a record. Besides, those letters have the every other updates that I've been failing to write on this log....

hmmm. send a comment, let me know what you think.

anyway....laundry awaits. and when you've updated you've updated, right?

so in summation, same ol same ol. but i'm learning each day :)