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LoveLeighXO

31 / F / Bisexual / Available

Syracuse, New York

Her journal posts

Here's another one

Dec 9, 2009

I figured it was time to prattle.

I think the only people who'll WANT to read this are the self-same people who want to make my life complicated with drama or at the least perpetuate it. This is not to anyone like that.

Have you ever felt like the entire world is laughing at you? "Here's something you really want & Might need for eternal happiness. Enjoy! GANK! Just Kidding! ROFLMAO!!" I can just picture Life... this amorphously beautiful person... maybe athletic... laughing so hard, it's doubled over... propping itself on the counter, tears streaming down it's incandescent face... "BWA-HAH-HA-HA-HA!"

I've been sleepless lately so I think about odd-ball stuff a lot while I'm SUPPOSED to be sleeping. I'm not mentally un-sound. I have the tests to prove it. I just think about things a lot and sometimes all I do is think. Think... think... think... think... even while I'm doing other things sometimes I'm thinking about several different things at once.

I once was told that I just think I'm smarter than everyone else when I'm not. That really isn't it. I have tests to prove just how smart I am, too; but those are just numbers to prove how fast I learn things. I think EVERYONE is just as smart as I am but refuses to act like it & I think that refusal is disgusting. Am I wrong to think everyone should be able to operate simple machinery or to accept communication/instruction or remember what they've been told? Maybe I am, but without standards how is the world supposed to excel?

Now I know why my grandfather would rather live in Japan than here with his brilliantly retarded relatives.

I figured it was time to prattle.

I think the only people who'll WANT to read this are theself-same people who want to make my life complicated with drama orat the least perpetuate it. This is not to anyone like that.

Have you ever felt like the entire world is laughing at you?"Here's something you really want & Might need for eternalhappiness. Enjoy! GANK! Just Kidding! ROFLMAO!!" I can just pictureLife... this amorphously beautiful person... maybe athletic...laughing so hard, it's doubled over... propping itself on thecounter, tears streaming down it's incandescent face..."BWA-HAH-HA-HA-HA!"

I've been sleepless lately so I think about odd-ball stuff a lotwhile I'm SUPPOSED to be sleeping. I'm not mentally un-sound. Ihave the tests to prove it. I just think about things a lot andsometimes all I do is think. Think... think... think... think...even while I'm doing other things sometimes I'm thinking aboutseveral different things at once.

I once was told that I just think I'm smarter than everyone elsewhen I'm not. That really isn't it. I have tests to prove just howsmart I am, too; but those are just numbers to prove how fast Ilearn things. I think EVERYONE is just as smart as I am but refusesto act like it & I think that refusal is disgusting. Am I wrongto think everyone should be able to operate simple machinery or toaccept communication/instruction or remember what they've beentold? Maybe I am, but without standards how is the world supposedto excel?

Now I know why my grandfather would rather live in Japan thanhere with his brilliantly retarded relatives.

Here's another one

This is something in my Journal...

Apr 30, 2009

I'm on a kick to get this stupid profile done so I'm writing a lil something to help complete it...
Uhhh, the most I ever wrote in a journal is my dream book. Yeah, I write my dreams down... when I remember them... AND I remember to write them down.
I can rattle on about nothing forever though, so I should be able to come up with something.
HEY, LOOK! There's something right up there!^
Bye.
I'm on a kick to get this stupid profile done so I'm writing a lilsomething to help complete it...
Uhhh, the most I ever wrote in a journal is my dream book. Yeah, Iwrite my dreams down... when I remember them... AND I remember towrite them down.
I can rattle on about nothing forever though, so I should be ableto come up with something.
HEY, LOOK! There's something right up there!^
Bye.
This is something in my Journal...