I figured it would be much better to write something rather than sit here refreshing Tumblr and wanting to express random thoughts, but not enough to let my Facebook friends know what I'm thinking or feeling. Hopefully I have enough time before I need to plug in my laptop once more. Darn battery time.
Probably due to my limited amounts of energy, and my heavy expenditure of it yesterday what with grocery shopping and pie making (which I had an additional piece of about an hour ago. It was still delicious) I find myself still tired even after my daily post-morning nap. It's probably due to the fact I decided to only have the majority of one cup of coffee rather than my usual two or three.
Not that after some time of my constant yammering, you wouldn't manage to pain a picture of who I am, personality-wise, but I figured it might be good to offer up some kind of introduction, or summary of myself. Hopefully I don't come off as anything negative, but I'm a firm believer in the basic fact that people are generally a judgmental lot, and sadly opt for the negative things. Whether just as a socialized automatic response or some kind of projection of one's own insecurities, or some combination, I accept this as something that hopefully will one day stop but currently I must bear.
Let's see, where to start. Well, I'm currently twenty-three, and will turn twenty-four in November. I was born in Maryland, but the majority of my childhood was in Japan and later in Virginia Beach. To be honest, I'm never sure what to say about myself. I feel like my life is not very exciting, or it's really disappointing. Sometimes it seems other people find it far more interesting, or scary.
I say scary because a lot of not-so-great things have occurred in my life, from shortly after I was born to now. Perhaps I've simply come to a point in my life where I'm really tired of talking about these things. I don't want to sound like I'm seeking some kind of pity or validation, except maybe in the instances where I wonder if what's happening is truly terrible or if I'm just crazy. If your first assumption is that I'm crazy, well I do experience anxiety and depression, and I do have ADD. I'm starting to really think there's some sort of mild agoraphobia/paranoia going on as well. My head often feels like a scary and dangerous place where nightmares fester and dreams go to die.
My mother and I are very close, and while we don't really understand each other sometimes, we remain close. We've had our rough moments, which are often made rougher by people trying to intervene for some weird reason, but we remain close. My mother is excited about my little baby on the way.
I'm currently single, and since I'm pregnant (now becoming more noticeably so) I'm not looking for anything new in the relationship world. Though, admittedly, I do want to find a good relationship eventually. Preferably a good, well-adjusted, pro-feminist guy who is cute, smart, and okay with the whole two for the price of one deal (considering I have a baby on the way). I dare to dream.
In other important-yet-not-that-important things, I'm a vegan. I really love food. My cats are like my other babies, even though they can be evil and manipulative at times. Even right now, I'm considering having another piece of pie, or possibly making pasta with vegan Italian sausage.
My computer just told me there's only 10% battery left.
Another thing. I watch the show "Friends" a lot, and I have a mad crush on Chandler (and Mike who comes in later) and I loathe Ross to the very core of my being.
Later, world of readers.
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