I dare you to smother me with love.  Though you probably won't.  Unless you're Phuc.  ^____^

That, my friends, is the new 'hello'.

And now, fiirst of all..
WHO GOT 5 GRAMMYS LAST NIGHT?!  U2 GOT 5 GRAMMYS LAST NIGHT!  Damn straaaiiiggghht!  XDDD

::deep breaths::

Okay.

There's often a random mental image in my head--a girl in a long ruffled pink dress gesturing for me to be quiet, or a girl with her chin stuck forward, her lips pouted, letting me know she's better than me.  It's very odd, and it's the type of thing that I want to get on paper, something that I want to show and share with people, but every attempt to do so just isn't good enough, not like what I see in my head.  It's frustrating.

I've mentally been daring to think and consider the things that I always said I would never even give a thought to.  It's all positive stuff, mind you.  Like thinking that "forever" exists (you [unless you're joeve or daniel maybe] don't know just how big that is for me), that God is merciful and forgiving, even the concept of someone going through the effort to make me happy (done so long ago by so many good people).  And other.. whatnot to that effect.  I was really going to extend on this and make it really deep, but then I dwindled to the kitchen for a snack and lost my train of thought.

In less than a week: the very first Valentine's Day I won't be spending alone.  <3

On the updating on my days note:
Tuesday was a bunch of fun.  Hung with Pphhhuuuucccc during an effing crazy rollercoaster.  He is quite the awesome person, as you should know.  However, every day since Tuesday, my bumness has been increasing immensely.  My goodness, I'm so lazyyy.. >.<

Today's lesson: When his world is upside down.. turn it around.

you're why the opera is in me

Bye for now.