February 2012
52 posts
Six types of Love
Eros
a passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love
Ludus a love that is played as a game or sport; conquest; may have multiple partners at once
Storge an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarity
Pragma love that is driven by the head, not the heart
Mania obsessive love; experience great emotional highs...
Let’s backtrack to summer vacay 2nd-5th grade style. I remember being so bored and having nothing to do but watch tv & go on “adventures” outside. THE LIFE. Why did I think it was torture?? I’d give anything for simplicity like that now.
I’ve been quiet about the bandwagon Knicks fan issue because I really don’t care. The more the merrier, I say! But I get why people are so upset and possessive. To be a Knicks fan is to lay your heart out every game in hopes that we won’t suck that night. And ever since about 1994-1995, we’ve sucked almost every night. We’re not efficient nor consistent. We...
I have a coworker who is certifiable and everytime I see her name on the board I cringe and pray she doesn’t see me that whole day. Yesterday she not only saw me but followed me around and did this thing where SHE WOULDN’T STOP TALKING TO ME. -____- and to top it off I was asking a per diem nurse if she’d be willing to work a day for me since I’m going to the Bahamas and...
Sucks when your friend tells you out loud what you’ve been pretending not to hear from within. Sigh..they’re all the same.
I remember when I was young I’d be so frustrated when I’d want to go to the park with my parents but all they’d want to do was nap. I’d think, “why would you WANT to sleep all the time? That’s so boring!”
If I had little-me bugging me during sleep everyday I’d probably have taped my mouth shut and locked me in a closet. So thanks, parents, for...
Don’t get me wrong- I love waking up in my own bed. Some days though, like today, I get this strange yearning to wake up in an unfamiliar place. It’s almost like I’m disappointed to open my eyes to the same old pink walls and Jersey sky filtering through white vertical blinds. And I don’t mean I want to wake up in some stranger’s bed with said person next to me...
at this point, just knowing there are still good men out there is relief enough for me to worry about that later.
I may be sealing my fate as a lonely old cat lady..
Nothing better than throwing on my favorite oversized tee and not much else, throwing the hair up in a bun, and hitting the bed. Nothing except sex, of course. Just saying
It’s come to my attention that I need to censor myself on this. That makes me sad and makes this obsolete. I guess it’s my fault anyway. I should just write in my actual journal than post it on here for the world...
“The most dangerous thing today is yesterday’s successes”
Mm. Gotta keep improving.
I hate when people have hidden motives. Be clear; be direct with me. I’m rational. Let’s get down to business and what it is exactly that you want from me. My time is limited as of late so I really, really can’t stand wasting it.
Also, if you liked a girl for a while but also considered her to be a friend and went out of your way to help her - don’t play yourself. You did...
I have to surround myself with people who don’t settle. Or at least people who understand when I won’t. Or maybe I should stop caring so much about other people
“A cupcake comforts. A macaron teases. Dainty, nearly weightless, it leaves you...”
– Ligaya Mishan (via birutagme)
Bahamas trip bookedddd!!! Can’t even explain how excited I am to get out of here and into the sun. Only problem is my girls booked our flights wrong, but it’s fixable so whatever. Oh and another problem is I still need coverage for two shifts and per diem people haven’t responded to my email yet…whatever I’ll figure that out too. There’s no way I’m not...
