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| passing thought.
shit.
i finally realized that...
fuck.
can i even have a good conversation anymore?
i've been so deprived of them, that when someone actually WANTS to speak to me about life,
i tend to zone out & space out 
i have the attention span of a 10 year old.
greaaaaaaaaaatttttt....
xoxomichele
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| all my life, i was surrounded by those who were interested in what i was interested in.
i am interested in life.
i am interested in people.
i am interested in philosophy
and i am interested in the little niches that make us tick.
and yet, thats all i long to speak of, and
and..
and yet, those that surround me have fallen to other interests
and i am here left alone, not being able to fully express myself.
maybe thats why my xanga died.
because i haven't been fully inspired by others
having my own thoughts in my head and not verbalizing them is quite rubbish isnt it? 
i want to have long discussions on human nature, and why it is that we are this way, and what can we do to change? without any criticisms or nasty comments.
i want all out conversation. no yelling. no cursing. no bias comments. no smirks or sarcastic remarks. no degrading mostly.
i am entitled to what i think? yes?
this is when i miss you most, you bastard.
fs forever. 
and after a while. you learn that you don't need anyone else in order to survive. No one else is ever going to always be there, no matter what they say or promise you. you just gotta suck it up, accept it, and keep on keepin on.
- Hey Arnold
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| its definitely sad to know that i have to force myself to type xanga entries when i used to use this all daaaay errrdayy!!!!!!!!!!!!
lyfe is nyce.
almost too nice? lol
i have a big year ahead of me...
hope i do it well.
dont fuck up michele, no time to fuck up :]
i come with open arms.
slow & steady wins the race.
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| Because maybe,
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And afterall,
You're my wonderwall.
Its funny that I laugh & smile
I never thought I would.. but I am!
And the feeling is exhilarating 
I have to be happy with what I have, with what I am given.
If I live life loving out loud,
the love will surely return.
I regret my misdemeanors... or lack of self conscious thought
I should have known better instead of rushing into things 
But I know better now.
I like life the way it is.
I was so busy trying to find fast pace, that I wasn't able to stop and look with steady eyes.
And the love that you give is the love that you will get in return.
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| Treading through unknown territory.
Feels good yet scary.
I don't know what to expect.
Expect the worst & prepare for the... worst?? right?
Or..
Expect the best & prepare for the worst!
YES! :)
But I have to admit,
I'm absolutely terrified.
And no one is there holding my hand,
but that's what I've wanted all along right? Michele, mighty, and independent, one who defeats all.
What hole I have dug for myself really?
Or am I being too harsh on myself?
So many questions, so much time.
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