I haven’t blogged in TWO WHOLE DAYS. gasp. Well, two days is not that long, yet it feels like I haven’t blogged in forever. Odd how that happens, yet when I feel like I haven’t written in my diary in forever, it really is true (I write like twice or three times a month now, which is pretty fail by Timm[ie] standards).
Anyhoo, I’ve been continuing the timelining of my activities this week. It’ll be interesting to see what kind of results show up at the end. I might draw up some pictures or something to get a more graphical depiction of how much time i spend on games/how much time i spend on work/how much time i spend writing letters/etc.
We’re getting to the last few weeks of the quarter and my heart is growing a little doki-doki. I also hope I can take care of all the schoolwork of course, but that’s completely and totally secondary to the actual important things I need to do.
new background. This one from Hayate no Gotoku. I think it fits a little well, since it’s been raining occasionally recently and because Hayate has this tendency to be cutesy-girly sometimes (though in his case it’s to his chagrin). And the tagline is sweet, of course: “I will always be with you…”
This also points out something I’ve been thinking about recently, which is how when I think of romantic things, in my mind it always seems to be guys doing things for girls who are cutesy and vulnerable, etc. And you know, that’s all very nice and all–in fact, I really like doing those sorts of things, which is why I do them ALL the time *nod nod* (just think of my letters).
But you see, I really want to indulge my girl side sometimes–now more than ever, it seems–and my girl side really wants someone to do these kinds of things for -her-. Except it can’t be a boy because my girl side is also (somewhat contradictorarily (lol that’s totally a word)) somewhat repulsed by boys.
Really I just want some girl to sweep me off my feet and hold me tight~
I wonder if this is something that’s unique to my girl side, or if all guys secretly have these kinds of desires?
I also just had the scariest thought–such a girl would have similarities to my mother, because the only one who cares about me in that overbearing way is my mother. Oh-god-this-can’t-be-true.