Tired from the holidays

And New Year's Isn't even here yet

Just Thinking

I wish there was a pill to cause amnesia. Just something that could give you selective memory. Something to help you forget.

Someone said... Insanity is doing the same thing, the same way and expecting different results. The new year is approaching fast and I don't want to be insane anymore.

I know that if I keep being his "friend" I will never actually get over him. I know that if I allow him to do what he wants, then he will just call on occasion (when he's bored) and not think about me the rest of the time.

What's a girl to do? I don't want to go through this again.

Tired

Its probably my fault. Somethings I should have learned a long time ago.

I expect people to be like me. Real and honest. I think that because I am transparent other people should be as well. I know that everyone is not like me. I am learning that I am very different than most people I know (female and male).

When I say this is me. Just as I am, I really mean that. No hidden agenda. No ulterior motives. No games.

This is me. I am not going to be one person today and a different person tomorrow. I am the same person when we are cool as I am when we have fallen out.

I know I am accommodating, but I am not going to apologize for that. It's just who I am. And I am not changing!

PHENOMENAL WOMAN by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
I say
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please
And to a man
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me
A hive of honey bees.
I say
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say
It's in the arch of my back
The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say
It's in the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.