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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>“I am not all that I appear to be, and the complexity of my being is compellingly infinite.”</description><title>Things I've Wished Forgotten</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @forgetmylifee)</generator><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>None Of T_at Letter T_at Comes After G</title><description>&lt;p&gt;T_is morning I woke up to find one of t_e keys missing off of my laptop keyboard. By now I&amp;#8217;m pretty sure you can tell w_ic_ one it was. My sister broke it some_ow w_ile s_e was sleeping&amp;#8230;? W_o does t_at kind of t_ing? T_e only reason w_y I didn&amp;#8217;t kill _er is because t_is was also t_e day t_at s_e graduated middle sc_ool. I got kind of teary t_inking about it, but I calmed t_at down in a _urry =) I feel mega old now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For dinner we went to this amazing new Japanese Hibachi buffet. Salmon, prime rib, roast pork, chicken and broccoli, fried donuts, and crabmeat wrapped in bacon: aka Heaven on Earth lol. The decor there was really pretty too. There was a large fountain, chandelier and stained glass. There was also tons of that cheap laminate plastic stuff that somehow tries to pass itself as rich cherry wood ( I absolutely LOVE the look of cherry wood btw), but fails because as soon as you touch it, you know its plastic&amp;#8230; But anyways. The food was great. And for once my father wasn&amp;#8217;t bitching. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In other news&amp;#8230; I have this new habit of letting my friends spend the night over my house. I think its because I feel we have a lot of catching up to do. With all of them coming back from faraway places and me finally taking myself out of social solitude I guess its only right we have late-night gossip sessions on my grandmother&amp;#8217;s couch. Its total therapy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ever since I got back to New Haven I&amp;#8217;ve noticed a lot of people from my past trying to become a part of my life again. I don&amp;#8217;t know why. But these are the kind of people that I left in the past for a reason, and I can&amp;#8217;t and won&amp;#8217;t try to find a single reason to let them back in. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And last but not least. I gots my hair did =)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6820994094</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6820994094</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2011 04:13:33 -0400</pubDate><category>my life</category></item><item><title>I Lied.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not deleting anything. I&amp;#8217;m just going to change my posting habits lol.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6744753164</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6744753164</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jun 2011 23:19:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Summer Clean-Up</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Cleaning up my blog a bit cuz I don&amp;#8217;t like how its turning out. And by cleaning up I mean deleting most of these male-centered posts.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6744691315</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6744691315</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jun 2011 23:17:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>&amp;#8230;.Today when he laid his head on my stomach. And he was giving his cute little chuckle to each...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8230;.Today when he laid his head on my stomach. And he was giving his cute little chuckle to each of my actions. All I could think was, I am not supposed to love you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6582287284</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6582287284</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2011 04:07:00 -0400</pubDate><category>forever lonely blog</category></item><item><title>Me and Baby Girl</title><description>&lt;p&gt;are currently laying in the Big Red Bed&amp;#8230; and we are lonely =(&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6205640612</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/6205640612</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jun 2011 03:39:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My Typa Guy</title><description>&lt;p&gt;By now I have come to realize that nowadays there is only one thing I am comfortable blogging about, and that is men. I think its because I really don&amp;#8217;t see a need to be private with my dating life as much as my personal, or professional life. Probably because I simply don&amp;#8217;t have a dating life. Funny thing is, I have a lot of sex though (not promiscuous!). Go figure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways. Every once in a while I get the inquiry of what exactly is my type. I used to be able to describe right down to the eye color what my type was. But I&amp;#8217;ve grown up and realized, its just like my dating life: I don&amp;#8217;t have one! lol. So I guess I just have a list of things I like and don&amp;#8217;t like. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Things I Like:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Semi-deep voices&lt;/strong&gt;. Not the kind that are so deep they interrupt your natural heart rhythm! I know one or two brothas with a voice like that. And I find myself needing a pacemaker after every time I see them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty eyes.&lt;/strong&gt; Whether its the shape, the color, the layout, if you&amp;#8217;ve got pretty eyes, I&amp;#8217;ve got to have &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firm muscles. &lt;/strong&gt;I have a couple of male friends that like to work out and I tell them to cut that shit out. But&amp;#8230; I have come to realize that some muscle is a lotta turn-on for me.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Males who are slightly taller than me. &lt;/strong&gt;This one I feel is pretty cliche. You can&amp;#8217;t be too tall or too short. One time I was talking to this guy who was a whole foot and a half taller than me. Couldn&amp;#8217;t look at him without breaking my neck or hug him without eskimo-kissing his knees. That didn&amp;#8217;t last very long at all.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Low haircuts. &lt;/strong&gt;It just screams clean to me, I dunno. But at the same token&amp;#8230;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Males who smell amazing. &lt;/strong&gt;Yum.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Males with lots of (clean) hair. &lt;/strong&gt;So I can play in it, and grab it, and say whaaa&amp;#8230;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Males that dress like grown men. &lt;/strong&gt;Its so rare nowadays, its like an instant turn-on when I see it done properly.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Males that do not boast about their sexual prowess or talk openly in public about sex.&lt;/strong&gt; Again, so rare, its like an instant turn-on on sight. Bragging in general is not an attractive trait to me, nor is everyone and their mother knowing what you&amp;#8217;re in the mood for.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Males with a sense of romance and chivalry. &lt;/strong&gt;Not to be confused with chauvinism. It can be done&amp;#8230; Just where is the man that knows how?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things I don&amp;#8217;t like:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overly aggressive males. &lt;/strong&gt;Nothing else to say other than calm your ass down.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unfaithfulness. &lt;/strong&gt;Nothing peeves me more than a male who is proud about his dishonesty. Or worse, says that all women deserve/have it coming to them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secrecy. &lt;/strong&gt;Why if there&amp;#8217;s supposedly nothing to hide?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conceit. &lt;/strong&gt;On males or females, either way its plain ugly.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Males with faces that scare me.&lt;/strong&gt; Umm&amp;#8230; I try to be as nice as possible but sometimes I just can&amp;#8217;t help it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Males that focus solely on sex/on sex too early/on selfish sex. &lt;/strong&gt;Its never cute to be talking about what you thought you were going to do in bed to me if I just met you three minutes ago. Its also not cute if your mind can&amp;#8217;t process anything else but hormones. And last but not least&amp;#8230; No I&amp;#8217;m not giving you head just because you want some. That&amp;#8217;ll get you nowhere fast. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncleanliness. &lt;/strong&gt;Just. Eww.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5795880263</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5795880263</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:21:39 -0400</pubDate><category>men</category><category>relationships</category><category>sex</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll2802CDbC1qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5409093926</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5409093926</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 21:55:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll27x9RqlD1qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5409037349</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5409037349</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 21:53:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll27w616s01qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5409015811</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5409015811</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 21:52:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll27srOpMv1qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5408946862</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5408946862</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 21:50:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll27rlppzn1qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5408921790</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5408921790</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 21:50:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll27onphkk1qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5408863647</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5408863647</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 21:48:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Webcam Spam Coming Up</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll27neeGTe1qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Webcam Spam Coming Up&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5408838303</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5408838303</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 21:47:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Things I Have Not Been Doing Lately</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Not spending money&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cooking&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cleaning&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sleeping&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Eating&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Breathing&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Relaxing&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Talking to my family&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Or friends&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Because finals have&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Taken over my life&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5323926384</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5323926384</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2011 22:45:33 -0400</pubDate><category>list</category><category>my life</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkwq0uaT951qh0cz8o1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5323735790</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5323735790</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2011 22:38:00 -0400</pubDate><category>st marks</category><category>nyc</category><category>astor place</category><category>adventures</category><category>my life</category></item><item><title>The President is Coming!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Right now I am writing this from my brand new Android phone using Swype. It isn&amp;#8217;t as easy as they make it seem.Anyways, president obama is coming to ground zero and I&amp;#8217;m debating whether I want to go. I know I have to get there early because it will be packed. Only thing is I don&amp;#8217;t want to be out there waiting by myself for hours on end.and I already stayed up all night, which I really shouldn&amp;#8217;t have done.we&amp;#8217;ll see how I feel in a few.
Yesterday i aced my computing presentation, so I rewarded myself by going to get my new phone a week earlier than I should have. Would you believe I have already spent 1,000 dollars? Shame on me I know. But I never have money so I guess, splurging was to be expected.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So I am not being ignored after all, but, I don&amp;#8217;t fit into his schedule either. Well then. No reaction to that. My hand is going numb from holding the phone so i&amp;#8217;ll blog from the computer later.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5214719144</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5214719144</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2011 05:28:00 -0400</pubDate><category>My life</category><category>money</category></item><item><title>Umm… can I just say…
THIS.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lklzztXpRC1qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Umm… can I just say…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;THIS.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5156254611</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5156254611</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2011 03:40:42 -0400</pubDate><category>mcsteamy</category><category>is</category><category>steamy</category><category>greys anatomy</category></item><item><title>Conscience Speak</title><description>&lt;p&gt;This is one of those times where I really hate my ego. The side of me that is ruler of the universe and you-shall-be-damned-if-you-don&amp;#8217;t-bend-to-my-will type. The woman in me who will take you out if you get in my way for any reason. The one who acts first and asks questions later, maybe never. The side of me I get from my father. Ugh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I ruined my own freaking vacation. Who does that? All I had to say was &amp;#8220;Can we leave now?&amp;#8221; and I knew that at the time, but nope dumb me had to be like, &amp;#8220;Okay, eff this, this is my money not his.&amp;#8221; And then proceeded to waste no time moving the heck on. And because I was so angry, I went to the movies without him. Now I feel upset and regretful and I can&amp;#8217;t even tell him this, because apparently I am now being ignored.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think the reason I come down so hard on him is because some passive-aggressive part of myself is trying to get back at him for certain things. Revenge isn&amp;#8217;t something I consciously encourage or take delight in. But knowing where I come from, I know that certain traits are hard-wired into my personality. Its not an excuse, just fact. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Take away the dumb arguments. This weekend was everything I wanted it to be. I can&amp;#8217;t even pick a favorite part. I can&amp;#8217;t remember the last time I had such fun. I am trying not to let the negative things dictate my complete memory of the weekend. I wish he could do the same. And maybe someday I&amp;#8217;ll let him see this blog, and he can read this:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m sorry.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5156187600</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5156187600</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2011 03:34:34 -0400</pubDate><category>vacation</category><category>my life</category></item><item><title>"Chlorine escaping from her lips pressed to his shoulder
Blue and brown melted and swept
Dresses..."</title><description>“Chlorine escaping from her lips pressed to his shoulder&lt;br/&gt;
Blue and brown melted and swept&lt;br/&gt;
Dresses flowing red and white, sharp tuxedoes black&lt;br/&gt;
As the water played a sweet, somber melody&lt;br/&gt;
Misting on the surface, a dance floor of shiny wood&lt;br/&gt;
Shoes clicking to the tempo, gazes left unbroken&lt;br/&gt;
He carried her in circles, flying high above pain wishing&lt;br/&gt;
Upon us, a dance without an end.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waltzing&lt;/em&gt; by Me&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5118977665</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/5118977665</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2011 21:27:00 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>my life</category><category>dancing</category><category>love</category><category>life</category><category>water</category><category>pools</category><category>swimming</category></item><item><title>This is Baby Girl, whom I’m going to meet this weekend...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljw6a6mYkt1qh0cz8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Baby Girl, whom I’m going to meet this weekend yay!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/4743043871</link><guid>http://forgetmylifee.tumblr.com/post/4743043871</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2011 04:58:00 -0400</pubDate><category>my doggy</category><category>my puppy</category><category>baby girl</category></item></channel></rss>
