At the current moment, I feel that if I need to vent on my frustration regarding the male species, it is common that I draw young men to fill in a fantasy desire. It works well to spill my heart out, but I still feel like there is a void. Indefinitely. To the point of insanity. I could write a song about it.

Anyway, I am working on finding a way to occupy my time otherwise with more productive thoughts. I need to spend more of my time on campus, it seems, rather than at my apartment. It stinks. I like staying dry, warm and comfortable. I guess taking risks really does take just stepping outside the door of your house. Well, I need to judge my time more wisely. Sounds good to just talk about it with the computer. I don't know how many visits I get per day here, so I don't know if it matters at all to have this account. I do like having the liberty to post my stuff I've worked on.

Waiting for Prince Charming to find me,

~Melissa