Seniority and the "Fully-Formed" Person

Some friends asserted that freshmen aren't people. I asked them to show me someone who is completely formed. They were quiet. I think I might have won that argument.

I'm not as innocent as I appear.

I'm actually a bad boy. No! Seriously!

Ah screw it. I'm white bread dangerous.

Words alone

It's dawned on me to not put too much weight into what is said, because words and speech are merely imperfect representations of emotions, reactions in their most pure form. Feelings are more revealing because they are unencumbered by the burdens of language barriers. Words alone will never completely convey a message.

I'm slowly realizing

My friends are the people with whom I can be ridiculous with and still be comfortable.

My great friends are the people with whom I can be ridiculous and sincere with and still be comfortable.

I'm a Musin'

Last night I admitted to someone that I care about them. It had been hanging over me for quite some time, but as soon as you give secrets up, they lose their power. The only problem is that it might have complicated where we're at right now, but I also don't care about that. Why let something live only for appearances sake, when the truth is silenced for sheer convenience?

Sometimes I'm so forward I'm in danger of falling into the deep end. I enjoy living on the edge though, it's more human to be uncomfortable. To be vulnerable with others is precarious, but so is love, and they're both wonderfully flawed states to be in.

I ate so much meat tonight...

I'm going to poop a zoo.

I'm not going to have a food baby, I'm going to have a food people. And the descendants shall be as numerous as the stars in the sky.

I'm going to need an ark to carry away the remains.

I AM SO FULL RIGHT NOW. It's quite unhealthy.