inspiiiiiiiiiiired.

Notice the multiple i's in the word inspired! That would be because I managed to inspire myself. That makes me sound self centered but please, please ... let me explain.

So lately my sleeping patterns have been fucked. Let me emphasize on the word .. F U C K E D. Due to the fact that I'm one of the world's most shameful procrastinators, I've had to pull two all nighters in one week and now I'm a bat ... nocturnal and black. Haha. Well, by black I mean that's what I have around my eyes! These disgsuting black circles that make me look like some caffeine addicted depressed single man living in Seattle. Okay, that wasn't exaggerating at all! Back to my point...

Last night before I fell asleep I really got to thinking about this person I've become. I guess the nostalgia can be attributed to reading countless old blogs, diaries, myspace messages, etc. and so that's why I've been drawing so many philosophies on life, or at least my life. So this whole deal about liking people who are older than me, it all sort of makes sense. All my life I've always been treated with the highest regard by those around me. I've always been labeled "too mature" for my age. I've always been put in situations where I'm somewhat forced to take on a mentality that differs from the state of mind that I should be putting on at that age. (I don't know how much those statements just made sense but I'm pretty sure they did, lol.) Okay so anyways ... these facts explain why my expectations in a relationship turn out to be the polar opposite. It's that whole "I'm tired of this ... I want something else" rational going on. The most appreciated people in my life aren't the ones who treat me the way that everyone else has thus far, it's the ones who decide to break away from the norm. That would explain why my last relationship was so different. He honestly babied me in a sense? And hell, let me just tell you that I thoroughly enjoyed it. Now don't get me wrong ... I'm not exactly looking for someone who wants to tuck me in nightly or buckle my seatbelt .. EHEM .. but it's someone who just knows how to attend to my utmost desire without me saying a single word. I do believe the word for it is .. chemistry. God, how the hell do I come up with this shit? Haha. I guess from all the "counseling" I do with the brothers, my parents, my siblings, and friends ... I tend to take on a different perspective on relationships of all sorts. Holla at this psych major! :]

Now now now ... I have another topic of interest that I've been meaning to discuss. MI AMIGOS Sheva Nina Goodarzi. You know how people always say you make your greatest friends in college? She has definitely captured that title and I can honestly see her as one of my bridesmaids (if I do choose to get married because Lord knows there's a toss up about that situation). This girl epitomizes spunky, sexy, sassy, and superb all at once. Lol, okay maybe that's an overstatement! Hahaha. I don't sound lesbo right now at all, naaaw .. naaaaaw. But on a serious note, UCI wouldn't be what it amounts to me as if I didn't have you in Nani's suite with me daaaarling.

Okay back to studying. Finals week, I love to hate you and hate to love you. Wish me luck, I plan on busting my hiney! :] Then it's Spring breaaaaak and that would mean .. FELISI <3 Hip hip hoooooray.