i'm not buddhist because i love my hair

My family was talking about Buddhism (my dad has this...whatever, nevermind we won't get into that.) Anyway so we were talking about Buddhism and in light of my not happiness I was thinking in particular about the Buddhist views on relationships. That by being within yourself enough, if you're in a relationship and something goes wrong and they leave you, then you won't feel pain because you won't identify yourself as part of them, and there's no possessive. And I thought about that, and thought "yeah. Yeah that would be nice." And then realized that good relationships involve offering yourself to the other person, which goes totally against it so nevermind. But I got to be with my friends today and it was wonderful and so at the moment I'm living in the present, which is with my beautiful, loving, amazing friends, who I love and who love me completely. I'm living in the here and now! I'm here in my seat right now.


Maybe that's not what they're talking about.

Whatever, I'll take what I can manage.

And I have a very hardcore hankering for popcorn. Like really. Sometimes I think I'm pregnant because I get such intense cravings, and then I remember "OH YEAH! I haven't had sex." And then I stop worrying about it. Not that I was worrying about it, just that I was wondering about why I crave things. Oh. And moose tracks ice cream. But I'm gonna have a girl's night tomorrow so BRING IT ON.

And I have decided not to cut my hair for the rest of the time I'm at college. Trims can happen. But I want my hair long again. I miiiiiisss it.

Dear Hunger,
Let's talk about it.
Love,
Victoria

OH! And furthermore, I've decided I have an intense desire to collage my room, and I think that will be next weekend's project. I'm going to gather up all the magazines I can to do it with. And I have to print out pictures. I'll do that too. And at the very top I'm going to cut out the lyrics to that song "Sun and Moon" by Mae. And the pictures you took that covered your room and it was just like the sun, but more like the moon...


Another list, this time of things I think are weird or that I don't understand:

• putting ketchup anywhere near eggs
• alcoholic beverages and people who like to drink them in excess
• smoking
• humans bunny hopping. (Jumping with both feet, but as a means of traveling.)
• why we have no whipped cream in my house. I've got cocoa and rainbow sprinkles, but no whipped cream to seperate them. Having them together without the barrier would be weird.
• soy milk
• tighty whities
• the fact that Enrique thinks it's weird that I like to eat hot cocoa mix
• how I really suck at playing Spider Solitaire with two suits
• how two people who love each other can't be together
• why I have yet to master drinking out of Nalgene bottles
• that Adam Pascal was in Rent. I saw him in Aida first, so making that transition from Egyptian prince/future pharoah to HIV+ rockstar never really worked well.
• why my computer speakers are so genuinely awful
• packing for home