urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jsheffld Confused Understanding jsheffld 2005-03-27T02:15:06Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jsheffld:488 2005-03-27T02:15:06Z 2005-03-27T02:15:06Z Well, I finally decided to get a live journal... don't really know why. I don't really plan on anyone actually reading this but I figured it would help me sort out my life if I wrote it all down. I cannot decide if I feel happy or sad right now. I want a guy to share my life with not a random make out secession. In fact, I would be happyest if I just had some one to share everything with and not have any kissing involved. Just someone to talk to and cuddle with. I person who understands what I mean and not just what I say. Yet at the same time I want butterflys in my stomach. I want to have something stupid that I can look at and just smile to myself about. (That stupid giddy feeling you get when you have a inside joke about something so mundan that noone else would understand) I want a reason to do cartwheels in the lawn, and sing in the street. A reason to dress up in the most hidious outfit I own and parade down states street with pig tails. I want to go to be everynight and have to hold the giggles inside. I want to safe the world and be home in time for tea. But most of all I want someone there to share the experiences with me.