Confession

I am having a very good time practicing my re-discovered writing skills. Yup. I lost it for awhile. Maybe when you know that you're not writing for yourself, this is what happens.

In my real blog, I wasnt writing from the heart. I was writing to please people. To make them believe I've got it going.

I mean, I know in myself, that I've got it going. I'm supposed to not need anyone to confirm it for me.


Our topic for today: What you discuss more about is your priority.


In my case. "Boys".

My friendship with L is found mainly on the subject previosuly indicated. Yup. Boys. Cute boys. Cute boys of all color, sizes, and ages... but more preferably cute boys aging 16-25, average to tall, skinny to buff, and dateable.

This "addiction" to boys is very unattractive. But well, what can I do? I'm hooked.

K, a friend, says that the first step to healing (any form of healing) is awareness.



The thing about this blog is, I can discuss the stuff I'm often scared of admitting to myself. More on that on the next entries.. but first things first.

I think about boys 24/7. It's rather exhausting. Totally not refreshing. One of the reasons I'm hanging on to Philosophy these days is because it's such a great change from my usual thoughts.

I. Am. Crazy.


There is no other way to put it.

I just want to get this over with. But sadly, this addiction has been 18 years in the making. So it's kinda difficult to just end it.

AND ironically, the reason I want to remove boycrazyness from my system is because boys dont find boy crazyness attractive.

Dare I say it again?
I. Am. Crazy.