Random thoughts of a shallow mind bored stiff

Every girl in this classroom is sitting with her legs crossed right now. That's kinda funny.

My legs are crossed.

How come the guy next to me who wears the same darn t-shirt every day doesn't have his legs crossed?? If I asked him I bet he'd say it's cuz he has a penis and balls and they'd get in the way if he sat with his legs crossed.

That must suck, to have to sit accomodating a penis and a set of balls. Thank God for being able to sit comfortably with my legs crossed.

I really wish I hadn't bit all my nails off the other day. Now, my fingers look short and stumpy. My hands look like a little girl's hands when my fingernails are bitten. I think I might paint them later today. I'll paint them after I eat.

Ohhh food sounds wonderful right now. What could I go for?? Hmmm a yummy cheeseburger?? Ehh no I ate too much crap this weekend to have a cheeseburger today. Maybe I'll go grocery shopping for some fruit or something. I could go to a banana, or maybe an apple. How come apple skin always gets so caught in my teeth? I wonder if apple skins get caught in other people's teeth. I wonder if the kid next to me with the recycled t-shirt eats apples. An apple a day keeps the doctor away!

Ok definitely doing my nails later, they look really gross today.

Oh man I have a paper due this week and a history test on Wednesday. I have to make an appointment with my advisor to register for classes next semester. I have to close at work tomorrow night. Why does my head hurt right now?? Did I bump it on something?? It really hurts. Yep, I bumped it all right. I bumped it getting into someone's car this weekend.....come to think of it I was sober when I did it too. What a friggin clutz I am.

I tripped on a plastic bag this weekend too. Almost sprained my damn ankle. Note to self, don't attempt to kick plastic bags if you have been drinking since 10am.

My hair is bugging me today, I think I need to trim my bangs cuz they keep getting stuck on my lipgloss. Stinkin' sticky lipgloss. Tastes good though.

I wish I could pay attention to this professor right now. Politics is super boring and if I attempted paying attention then I'd more than likely start to doze off; kind of like this chick in front of me who keeps looking like she's going to either bang her head on the desk or fall right out of her chair. I keep watching her. She looks funny. She can't stay awake right now for nothin. Hahaha she's looks funny.


seriously doing my nails tonight.....

Toothbrush

Just a little something I wrote a reallllyyy long time ago.....hope ya like :)




Your toothbrush is all that's left now.

Everything else has been taken down, packed away, thrown away, even sold......everything except your toothbrush.

At first it was your pictures that were the hardest. Pictures of us smiling and laughing together. Together. Each one has it's own special story that when I'd look at them, or even just catch a slight glance of them, I would automatically be taken back to one time or another. A time when we were happy and more importantly together. There was this one particular picture where your eyes looked like an emerald glistening in the sun. They looked magical and full of life. I loved your eyes.

If only pictures could freeze time as they froze quick moments where we all posed smiling.....that would really be somethin else. There wouldn't be any need for those smiles to leave our faces.....

So I thought your pictures would be the hardest to get rid of but turns out they weren't. I really enjoyed snuggling up in your huge sweatshirts that were literally 3 times too big for me. They made me "snug as a bug in a rug," right? Isn't that how you put it?? I packed those away in a big brown box labelled "salvation army." Your sweatshirts weren't the only articles of clothing to get packed away, it seems as though I had a whole closet full of your clothes. Well I did....not anymore though.

You must have mixed I dont know how many cds for me throughout the years. I loved every song, but listening to them only made me sad, so I sold them. Not for much....hell I would've given them away but my boss insisted she pay for them because she wanted to make them a gift for her boyfriend. It made me feel better to think that someone else might get a bit more "joy" out of them than I ever could again.

I threw away your record player. You loved that record player. I remember the day you brought it home brand new. We didn't have a single place to put it in our tiny apartment so you put it in the corner of our living room just sitting on the carpet. From that day on you tripped over it almost every single time you went up the stairs but you were dead set on leaving it in that corner because that's "where it looked the best PERIOD!" The day I realized you weren't coming back, I tripped over that record player. It was then I decided it needed to go. The garbagemen picked it up the next morning after it sat out in the rain all night long.

Nothing that is you is left here now, except your toothbrush. It still sits in the pink plastic toothbrush holder in my upstairs bathroom. You complained pink was too girly for that bathroom so I agreed to paint it a neutral greenish color as long as I could keep that pink holder.

If I get rid of your toothbrush now then I will be absolutely forced to admit the already apparent fact that you're really and truly never coming back. If I keep your toothbrush....there's a tiny glimmer of hope that one day you will use it again. Without that toothbrush sitting in my pink plastic holder, I'd get buried in my fears of never seeing you again even though the sane parts of me know I never will. Your toothbrush doesn't hold a specific memory of you that will cause me to drift into a reminiscent state, therefor I see no harm in holding on to it.

Maybe someday I'll toss it away, but until then.....your toothbrush will be all that's left now.