Taking Stock #015

taking-stock

Making :: my thoughts turn into a logical sequence. Easier said than done. One of my friends seems to have a radar for when I’m starting to fall for someone/date someone else because he always says something along the lines of: I still haven’t gotten over you/I’m doing a really bad job at getting over you. Gah. No. This is not okay.

Drinking :: coffee that tastes like chocolate. It is the best kind of coffee. You won’t be getting any complaints from me. This morning is good.

Reading :: guidelines for assignments. Thrilling, I know. The next week is going to be jam-packed with studying, writing essays, and group meetings. It is going to be insane. Insane is good. Insane is busy. Insane means that your goals are turning into tangible results. I like insane.

Wanting :: to eat a chicken. For real. My body is getting that craving for meat, and it has been very, very hard to ignore it. The boys keep making lasagna and leaving it on/around the oven overnight. It is so tempting. It takes all my willpower to walk away from it. Also, cuddles. They would be pretty neat. I’m currently snuggling with the cat, but it isn’t the same.

Looking :: at the spread sheet of assignment deadlines. Yes, I am that Type-A personality who has to have everything organised and in lists. I like them. Well, I like making them. I tend to get a little depressed when I realise how much work I have to do and how much time I wasted spent making the friggin’ sheet.

Eating :: I’m dreaming of pizza. A gorgeous pizza that is dressed in feta, spinach and tomatoes and chicken. Oh my.

Wishing :: that I could go on a date again. I had an amazing date a couple of weeks ago and gah, I want it again. Every lass likes being wined and dined, but I think the animalistic part of me is beginning to take over. All I really want to do is rip his clothes off and have my way with him ;]

Enjoying :: sitting in bed while the wind howls and rain pours down. There really is nothing like lying in bed while nature wreaks havoc outside. I love it.

Waiting :: until I can move out. Holy hell. Not long now. It hasn’t been bad, but the temptation to grab all my stuff and walk out of the house has been very real. If something else happens then I won’t hesitate. I’m not an emotional person. I’m not a weak person. I’m not someone who holds a grudge. It takes a lot to bother me. This, however, is something that has bothered me, and I no longer see that person in the same light. Not long now, not long now, not long now.

Liking :: driving. I will forever and always like the feeling of following the road, and watching landmarks falling into the distance. It gives me peace. I find my inner ‘zen’ when I’m driving around town.

Wondering :: what group work is going to be like. I have three different teams (so far) and they are polar opposites of each other. It is insane. One team can’t meet at night, another can’t meet at the weekends and another one just doesn’t care. I can tell that this semester is going to be a barrel of laughs…

Hoping :: that we sort our shit. Our refers to: my teams, my friend, my car, and Mr. Amazing Date Guy.

Wearing :: track pants that I stole from my last partner. Well, they were given to me and now he refuses to take them back. No skin off my nose. They’re really cuddly and beautiful.

Thinking :: about sleep…and sex…and food…and coffee. Yip. Those are the important things in life ;]

Trying :: to shake this cold/illness I caught. I don’t know why, but I have been feeling nauseous/throwing up, and feeling really tired for the last week. It is beyond annoying. I’m beginning to feel like I just can’t win.

Feeling :: motivated: I have so much to do in the next week that I can’t be unmotivated. It just isn’t an option. Hopeful: my car might be getting fixed today. Hooray and huzzah. That would be great. Hungry: because life is better with food smothered in cheese and chicken.

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