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Saturday, February 04, 2006

UpDownUpDown

Ok, you know what I hate? When you think you know what's going on and then you find out that you don't at all. Grrr.

But I like it when my roomie does silly things with me, like pretending to be a bear while I'm being a spawning salmon. Don't even ask.

I hate when you think you're having fun and then you realize that you're just annoying everyone.

I like it when I get to see the moon.

I hate it when I bump arms or toes with a guy and feel really awkward even though he probably didn't even notice it at all, so why am I so worried?

I like it when I'm sitting around with all of my friends and they just start bursting out saying, "I love you guys!" and "We're an Urban Family!" because they just can't hold it in anymore.

I hate it when the day starts and I just feel gross, and then the day ends and I finish it feeling gross, too. No matter how much good stuff happened in between.

I like it when I feel like I'm zooming, swooshing, sailing, sinking, squishing, floating, or melting.

I hate it when I look in a mirror.

I like it when I get to a really good part in a book, and then something distracts me and I notice that my heart is racing and I'm breathing fast and biting my lip and really enjoying myself.

I hate it when people laugh at me and I don't know why.

I like it when I make people laugh.

I hate it when I forget to do simple things that anyone with common sense would remember.

I like feeling smart. I would way rather feel smart than pretty.

I hate it when I don't know how to let my feelings out without being weird or pitiful or pathetic. So then I just overreact by squashing my feelings until they explode.

I like it when art exists.

I hate it when people lie to me.

I like it when my toenails are painted.

I hate it when I totally can't understand the expression on someone's face, especially when it seems like they expect me to understand.

I like it when Aaron acts like an annoying older brother.

I hate it when Celeste makes fun of me and my opinions.

I like it when Dr. Ritchie says hi to me in the hallway.

I hate it when people assume I'm a republican or a democrat. 'Cause I'm NOT.

I like it when I can be physically affectionate with people on my own terms...

I hate it when people touch me and I didn't initialize it. This covers almost every circumstance, excluding family and when I'm feeling safe and comfortable.

I like dogs. Specifically puppies. Puppies and babies, man oh man. They get me every time.

I hate it when I can't fall asleep at night. Like right now.

I love that my grandparents write me letters.

I really hate that fan my roommate insists on keeping on all night, and I really really hate that she wants music on all night, too.

I like when people are passionate about something. Anything.

I hate it when I'm stupid or arrogant or shallow or self-centered.

I like my church.

I hate getting lost and feeling unsafe.

I like caves.

I hate people shouting at each other and throwing things.

I like keeping all the lights off.

I hate marmalade.

I like chocolate.

The end.