Rogue

"Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they need to run free until they find someone just as wild to run with."

- Carrie [Sex And The City]

Simply Forgotten

There it was. Just like any other day I was getting ready in the morning while listening to my upbeat, girly, guilty pleasure music itunes playlist. Except unlike any other day, I noticed it. I had completely forgotten about it. Looking at myself in the mirror, my eyes widened in half surprise and half unfamiliarity. It was as though I were rummaging through a box of keepsakes and stumbled upon a forgotten item, a strange mix of familiarity and foreignness. I ran my finger over it and felt the uneven scar. The touch felt so foreign to me. For as long as I can remember i've had this fairly small but visible scar. In fact it's been so long that I actually have absolutely no recollection of when or how it happened. The earliest memory I have of it is me asking my mom how I got the scar. Even the memory of that is a bit hazy. I think my mom told me I was a little girl when it happened; I was running and tripped on the cement. Simple enough right? I always wished a crazier story had happened, like I was a little girl rushing to save a baby bird falling from a tree and in the process tripped on the tree roots. Or a man tried to kidnap me with a knife but I fought my way out of his hold but in the midst of the epic fight, the knife had left a scar. But nope, I was running on the cement and tripped. I wonder how fast was I running. I wonder how big the scar was when I was a little girl because it's been years and it seems to never have shrunk. I wonder why it never healed like the other scars I got as a child, scars that I actually remember getting. I wonder if it hurt. I wonder if I cried when it happened. I like to think that I didn't cause you know, I probably was a very tough little girl. I like to think of a lot of things. I wonder why I don't remember.

Very rarely does anyone notice my scar. Hell, it's been years since i've even noticed it. It's strange to live with a scar without any memory of the incident or the pain that may have had come with it. Sometimes it feels as though forgotten memories are secrets our subconscious keep from us. But hey, that's just sounds like crazy talk.

10 Simple Mistakes We Make

1. Taking the qualities of someone who is soft spoken and quiet and mistaking them as being a nice, good person.

2. Throwing a red shirt in with a full load of whites and coming up with a bunch of newly pink clothes.

3. Yelling at a friend for not responding to you, only to realize that you've been yelling at a stranger and your friend is nowhere near you.

4. Looking at a black window to see your reflection but it turns out that black window was just tinted and everyone in the restaurant/store knows you were checking yourself out.

5. Singing out loud along to a song when you realize you only have your headphones on and you're in public.

6. Dating someone you knew you probably shouldn't have.

7. Going to a "Cash Only" place with only a credit card on hand.

8. Driving all the way to a place to eat only to realize it's closed when all of this could have been avoided with a call beforehand or checking the place's closing hours online.

9. Falling asleep with sunglasses on in the sun and getting a funny tan.

10. Making a joke and putting a profile picture of you and a friend looking couply with the caption "Save the date! Next year, August 16, 2011" and having people who don't know you as well think you're an actual couple, and on top of that, that you're actually engaged. What nubs.

Miss Whatswong

Ridin' Solo

This has been the new morning jam these days. Actually it is the theme song for 3/4 of 904 Junction. haha Perfect song to set into the summer. It's going to be a good one, I feel it. :)

We had a 904 Junction reunion last Saturday for Vicki's 22nd birthday. Even though it's only been 2 weeks, it feels like we've been apart much longer all doing our own thing. It felt good to all be back at the apartment together. A group of us celebrated Vicki's birthday on a boat which was really chill. We drove the boat around for a couple of hours while enjoying the scenery, music, food, strawberries and mimosas. Checked out the beach a little afterwards and then later at night went to the comedy improv. Twas a good day. :)

Lovely 904 Junction ladies, how i've missed you so.