Nina.

Have you ever been intoxicated by music? I know i am not the only dancing banana nut out there but at times i feel as if others just dont comprehend the passion that entices me when i hear music. "I aint gonna take none of yo putting me down" Like my singing? O yes sirs and ma'ams, i am an enthusiastic amateur singer. It is so beautiful! the music that is. Not my voice. Sometimes i feel bad for the people around me. What if i sound utterly horrible? Of corse i can hear myself but as most of us know our mind protects us from truths we dont want to or are not ready to face. All awhile i write this, i keep thinking would my boyfriend be able deal with me and how i am with my music? I know he is into music but is he one who could listen to music all day long? I sure as heck know he an snore his way through music at night. He is amazing. Yesterday he told me he would go vegan if i wanted him to. One of the many people who tried to shove meat down my throat (not literally) now has a small part of him that wants to go vegan. I hope our love burns at a higher temperature than anything ever recorded forever. I believe it can last but then again doesnt everyone believe their first love will never die out? "because youre mine!" There i go again with the singing. I dont need drugs so long as there is music on this planet. One musical instrument i truely hope to master some day is the piano. I have played a couple tunes here and there but i want to be able to play beethoven, bach and such. My love can play Moonlight sonata. You should the wide googly eyes i get when he plays for me. *smile.* Cant wait to sleep over at his place tonight. Hope Andy isnt there. His younger brother still hasnt warmed up to me. I often feel odd calling him "younger" because even though i am older technically older it is only by some months. "do dodo dododrururudodo do" i love those jams.

Violeta.

I seriously hate not being able to go out for dinner. The more horrible part is when i am short of time and want something quick! I wish there was a vegan fast-food restuarant like Mc Donalds. Just everywhere. *sigh* That would be wonderous. I am starving! my boyfriend is coming to pick me up in a bit. If i make something, i wont even have time to eat it. I want to scream and whine like a toddler who wants more time to play. Guess i could just snack on a cookie as i walk out. You cant see but i am currently making a sad face.

Annie.

What is true happiness? Could someone please enlighten me on this subject? I want to smile and be able to keep it for a while. At times i feel sort of like a junkie. But my addiction is not a solid matter. I bet you can guess what it is. My heart is always breaking, i want to cry at the most random times. I can laugh for hours with friends. Sometimes complete strangers. I laugh at their jokes, their mistakes they hope no one saw. Like tripping over a flat surface. They make me laugh, they cheer me up, but they don't accept me. Acceptance. Instead of having someone tell me they love me, i would love to hear someone say they accept me. Acceptance is a more powerful thing to me than love. And love is what they say makes the world go 'round. I am not writting this for attention. I never did enjoy being the one centered on. I simply wanted to write. Hey, how many times did I write "I"?