tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47971271753565843292024-03-12T20:31:41.297-07:00RamblingsYou know.. Just stuff.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-36155876299799530442012-04-27T06:36:00.001-07:002012-04-27T06:36:38.023-07:00I like you more.I like you more than you like me. <br />
I like you more than she likes you.<br />
I like you more than they like me. <br />
I like you more than I should.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-79144141999328605882012-01-05T15:17:00.002-07:002012-01-05T15:23:32.612-07:00I'm sorry.It's been too two to long. But things are getting better and slowly getting there. I just wanted to share some local music things. This my friends' band named Gils. These guys sing like angels. Shot and recorded at <a href="http://www.blackpyramidrecording.com/">Black Pyramid Recording</a>. Listen to these.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/34629332?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/34629332">Gils - New (Live)</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/blackpyramid">Black Pyramid Recording</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-79768251169881917222011-10-06T01:13:00.003-07:002011-10-06T01:18:39.584-07:00Remember?That one time when I came over? I had anxiety and my heart felt like it was going to explode from the days events. Remember you held me and we laid on the floor.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-46807665865531388232011-08-30T21:01:00.002-07:002011-09-19T22:03:34.234-07:00You..I knew that this was going to happen. That I would end up feeling this way. I like you. And I know that you don't feel the same. I read far too deeply into your actions towards me and then question your motives. I want to be done and I am ready for it, but I usually get sucked back in. Damn. Silly girl with silly girl feelings.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-52975198950942622812011-08-14T14:49:00.003-07:002011-08-14T15:04:43.680-07:00Take What I need.I am ready to leave. I feel there is nothing left here for me other than my family and my few friends. There is nothing promising here. I'm tired of the scene, and tired of the people. I don't know where I would like to go. Anywhere but here. And with those I care for.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-51220460767833777302011-08-02T23:52:00.003-07:002011-08-03T00:05:30.304-07:00This is What I'm Learning<iframe width="460" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uap_-wP4lfw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />I know, I know. Pretty typical. My roommate, Miss Julianne, brought her banjo home one day and I wanted to teach myself to play. Slowly, I'm learning. Baby calluses are beginning to form.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-19031007524855587452011-07-06T02:31:00.002-07:002011-07-06T02:37:27.615-07:00Musical CoincidenceSometimes I feel my iPod knows my mood when I shuffle. Today especially. At about the three minute mark, these lyrics seem to match my situations almost perfectly. <br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CqlsVypKIu8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />I am not much of a Bright Eyes fan. But I like this one.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-26925894731719086942011-07-02T10:01:00.003-07:002011-07-02T12:47:05.226-07:00Songs.I love these songs. Hated the movie. BUT I still loved the soundtrack.<br /><iframe width="460" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZAzr2YqG7DM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><iframe width="460" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2oxSxUEmxAI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-42743434668038533552011-06-24T23:28:00.010-07:002011-06-25T00:04:49.096-07:00Frodo BaybinsJust been ogling over all of the hot babes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.manhairstyles.net/resimler/jake-gyllenhaal-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.manhairstyles.net/resimler/jake-gyllenhaal-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljwhno25Ds1qchzk7o1_500.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljwhno25Ds1qchzk7o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://music.greatdirect.info/wp-content/plugins/rss-poster/cache/1a2c3_okgo2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 562px; height: 347px;" src="http://music.greatdirect.info/wp-content/plugins/rss-poster/cache/1a2c3_okgo2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smartbitchestrashybooks.com/images/uploads1/damiankulash.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 301px;" src="http://www.smartbitchestrashybooks.com/images/uploads1/damiankulash.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn02.cdn.socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/joseph-gordon-levitt-gq-photos-12032009-04-430x286.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 286px;" src="http://cdn02.cdn.socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/joseph-gordon-levitt-gq-photos-12032009-04-430x286.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfnzphMECS1qg8ng8o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 304px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfnzphMECS1qg8ng8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-52033216728825522892011-06-17T21:52:00.001-07:002011-06-17T21:56:56.634-07:00Heavy BootsThis week has been rough. I only have one more day till the weeek, but it feels like FOREVER. There are so many things to deal with and they are getting to me one by one. I don't know how much more I can deal with. Fingers crossed that I make it just a little bit longer..Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-85626097522132249742011-06-13T12:31:00.001-07:002011-06-13T12:36:08.890-07:00Hey..I'm moving. Again. Hopefully this week. But this time it will be so good. I need to be packing now, but I'm too excited and need to tell. Girl time ALL THE TIME.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-303534042959384162011-06-08T22:07:00.005-07:002011-06-08T22:29:54.053-07:00Tattoo HungryLately tattoos are all I want. I want to be covered. I've been <a href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/">stumbling</a> and <a href="http://www.tumblr.com/explore">tumbling</a> about this tattoo interest and this is what I've come up with.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWVQl1HIQBE/TfBYIaAGdpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HKk4SoXG77E/s1600/tumblr_ljsx5qHiK81qc1szko1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWVQl1HIQBE/TfBYIaAGdpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HKk4SoXG77E/s200/tumblr_ljsx5qHiK81qc1szko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616085636772951698" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_jOMaM1ssXg/TfBYIOqp7sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OO83OP0ym1U/s1600/tumblr_lhzjn7OI9e1qgqt7fo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_jOMaM1ssXg/TfBYIOqp7sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OO83OP0ym1U/s200/tumblr_lhzjn7OI9e1qgqt7fo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616085633730211522" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjseZOEm7eQ/TfBYH-jKE6I/AAAAAAAAALw/dbvlkLEsSoA/s1600/tumblr_lhe8eqpqER1qhtsylo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjseZOEm7eQ/TfBYH-jKE6I/AAAAAAAAALw/dbvlkLEsSoA/s200/tumblr_lhe8eqpqER1qhtsylo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616085629403796386" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FbiO6DsxBqE/TfBYHiF-wII/AAAAAAAAALo/U-xFlVREwcg/s1600/tumblr_lftoi8UyF61qb7a9vo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FbiO6DsxBqE/TfBYHiF-wII/AAAAAAAAALo/U-xFlVREwcg/s200/tumblr_lftoi8UyF61qb7a9vo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616085621765226626" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EzHOfovAXwI/TfBZXHOpRpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bIrGDDodmZ0/s1600/tumblr_llxhuuga8S1qazt7k.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EzHOfovAXwI/TfBZXHOpRpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bIrGDDodmZ0/s200/tumblr_llxhuuga8S1qazt7k.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616086988943345298" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2R1PVW-GxjY/TfBZWyvg3yI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zXbLcOirBtI/s1600/tumblr_ll1plxxfhC1qzj4q2o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2R1PVW-GxjY/TfBZWyvg3yI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zXbLcOirBtI/s200/tumblr_ll1plxxfhC1qzj4q2o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616086983444061986" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpGa5P_zBrg/TfBZWTiA8wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zcLqWGXZ138/s1600/tumblr_ll1aqiy9ys1qck6lso1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpGa5P_zBrg/TfBZWTiA8wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zcLqWGXZ138/s200/tumblr_ll1aqiy9ys1qck6lso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616086975065944834" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv9IFhPLrrM/TfBZWJOGjLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/1Q4uOnPdMsU/s1600/tumblr_lkvwcaQxOg1qb0befo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv9IFhPLrrM/TfBZWJOGjLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/1Q4uOnPdMsU/s200/tumblr_lkvwcaQxOg1qb0befo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616086972298071218" /></a><br /><br />I have more for later.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-48473388122818844772011-06-05T12:27:00.003-07:002011-06-05T12:43:30.408-07:00It's here.Sheesh. It's about time. Today, it's beautiful outside. Today, I think Summer REALLY starts. And the fact this song came on while on shuffle makes this day feel even more like Summer.<br /><center><iframe width="350" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/O_ncy54I3rw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></center><br />All of his music makes me think of Summer, pastel colors, flowers.. So happy it's time.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-45831841698749028162011-05-29T02:52:00.005-07:002011-05-30T20:53:27.004-07:00Maybe This Time?I really need to be better about this bloggins thang. I don't want to make any promises now about posting every day, or week.. Because I do not want to disappoint when I do not meet the expectations that I have publicly set for myself. Fingers crossed that more will be posted.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-65376804277239242612011-05-27T08:52:00.006-07:002011-05-27T09:20:45.725-07:00Summa TimeIt's almost here. And with the Summer comes many event, which I am surely looking forward to. Warmth being one. Thursdays. Late late nights. Camping. Too many fun times coming up. I will also be moving in with my good friends, Rachelle and Melissa, into a basement apartment in Provo for a few months. I am so excited about this and look forward to the spontaneous dance parties, mostly between just the three of us, that will take place. Not to mention the tea parties, and crafties. I think this will be good for me. I love these girls so much and they will be good examples for me. We will see what will come from this. I'm feeling good about it. I'm ready for Summer and ready for FUN.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pixdaus.com/pics/1240486859jnSWrsy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 378px;" src="http://pixdaus.com/pics/1240486859jnSWrsy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-4098102256357804082011-04-29T15:30:00.001-07:002011-04-29T15:31:35.339-07:00Now.Everything seems to be more complicated then in really needs to be. Part of me really wants to run away from it. But that makes me a pansy. I don't want to be a pansy, okay.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-85616334656331104492011-02-07T16:11:00.001-07:002011-02-07T16:11:52.242-07:00And this.<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AYeUhHVt5I8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br />This is grreat.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-32961224065421365452011-02-07T15:34:00.009-07:002011-02-07T16:00:44.674-07:00SundayA good day yesterday. The sun was shining. I only needed one jacket. Went to eat a <a href="http://theblueplatediner.com/">Blue Plate</a> with Tony. Listening to Glen Miller in the car added to the day. Tony ordered the usual.. I thought to try something new. It was so very delicious. After eating we decided to go to Ensign Peak. Rather than following the trail, we chose to climb up the side of the mountain to reach the top. I think it's the most exercise I've had in some time. WE made it none the less. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TCbY3vzoMZg/TVB1UITL0FI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ocnp9lwZjGA/s1600/179889_10150401793760717_845855716_17158119_2960379_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TCbY3vzoMZg/TVB1UITL0FI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ocnp9lwZjGA/s400/179889_10150401793760717_845855716_17158119_2960379_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571081727743086674" /></a>The view of the Salty Lake Valley. The view was beautiful and the sky was breath taking. Good thing was was able to capture everything in this picture.. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCbY3vzoMZg/TVB2vol2CpI/AAAAAAAAAJg/eCVQSRUbFtE/s1600/168476_10150401791830717_845855716_17158073_4998464_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCbY3vzoMZg/TVB2vol2CpI/AAAAAAAAAJg/eCVQSRUbFtE/s400/168476_10150401791830717_845855716_17158073_4998464_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571083299779381906" /></a>And lookie how cute. I'm just happy to have spent the day with this cute kid. The cutes? He definitely has them. All over. I really like it.. and him.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-5218615451800926742011-02-04T11:12:00.001-07:002011-02-04T11:14:51.671-07:0080!My 80th post. Sheesh. I need to get better at this thing.<br /><br />WELLLL. I have another <a href="http://hairica.blogspot.com/">BLOGG</a>. It's for school. Follow if you'd like.<br />thx kidsHairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-72761393261546830622010-12-15T01:27:00.003-07:002010-12-15T01:32:32.163-07:00stolen.This makes me happy.<br /><object width="640" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MiCCcOP3ay4&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MiCCcOP3ay4&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="440" height="290"></embed></object><br />then sad.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-25410211811134352792010-11-22T12:38:00.003-07:002010-11-22T12:45:21.781-07:00The Best Thing.Holding hands. Under a blanket. While watching a movie. No one know but the two.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/2252870/3451410784_2c5a56418c_thumb.jpg?1273936301"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/2252870/3451410784_2c5a56418c_thumb.jpg?1273936301" border="0" alt="" /></a>Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-80986866106328349022010-11-09T22:25:00.005-07:002010-11-09T22:57:19.722-07:00No MoreI still don't understand why I am so drawn to you. Probably the silly games we play. The ones that drive me mad. The ones that leave us both confused. But the ones I love. I have to distance myself, in the hopes of drawing you nearer. I know I am being silly thinking it will work. But I become antsy. And I cave.. I need some contact. But you're not there. I am going to try to win these kiddy games we play. You wait and see.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-55923026284430314512010-11-07T21:11:00.003-07:002010-11-07T21:19:07.861-07:00New<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TCbY3vzoMZg/TNd6KTQHnWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Rtuww5yMyw8/s1600/73997_10150316785900717_845855716_15698869_4016245_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TCbY3vzoMZg/TNd6KTQHnWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Rtuww5yMyw8/s400/73997_10150316785900717_845855716_15698869_4016245_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537028584260476258" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCbY3vzoMZg/TNd4xifzeoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VWzKpsQ4NOc/s1600/149729_10150316973125717_845855716_15703029_6466831_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCbY3vzoMZg/TNd4xifzeoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VWzKpsQ4NOc/s400/149729_10150316973125717_845855716_15703029_6466831_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537027059344439938" /></a><br />The people I expected to be okay with it are mad.<br />The people I expected to be upset with it are happy.<br />Not the reactions I would have thought. But I think I love it.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-47091803451517122652010-10-19T21:19:00.002-07:002010-10-19T21:32:59.085-07:00Irritated.I open up far to easily. Never a good thing. I'll probably scare you away before I can get a chance. I'd love to be able to stay away.. But there is something that is so irresistible that makes me want more. More of you. I cant quite distinguish what that might be. All the while I'm being so drawn in, the farther that you become. The farther I push you. I then try to distance myself, in the hopes of you coming back. But your always on my mind, lingering. Driving me mad. Leaving me nutty, and not entirely sure what to do.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797127175356584329.post-24495298193765284882010-10-03T18:31:00.003-07:002010-10-03T18:37:25.880-07:00Left waitingAll I can do is wait. Wait for the answer. Your decision. I don't know if I am ready. I don't know if I can wait any longer. The decision. It breaks my heart. You broke my heart.Hairicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545456472981289967noreply@blogger.com0