Hey baby....

"...Is that you? Wow, You're hair got so long..."

Howdy,

It's been an interesting week, that's for sure. So, I was thinking about this today and every now and then. I am lucky to live in California. I wonder, as I day dream in class or on the ride to and from school..Even at night, What is it like to live in a place where you can't be who you REALLY are? And is there a place where people are real?

Let's start with the first question here. This is mainly directed at being homosexual. But even being just feminine or masculine. It's like growing up in a town that is of African American roots and you're the only white one. But nobody can know that you are white. How hard would that be? And our culture. Or lack there of. You choose. I live in a place where you can be white and think that you are black and you are still excepted. Or you can be a lesbian, like myself, and not have to hide it by dressing by society's dress code.

Now, I look around my school, at all the different types of people and notice that all of them are alike. Maybe not the way they dress, or the way the wear there hair, or the way they talk. But, they all have one thing in common. Routine. Groups. Cliques. They are all everything that the other one hates. And, it only encourages my curiosity more to wonder, What else is out there. Is there a place where people care about things other then that Verizon Razor that they didn't get for their birthday? Or where I can hold a somewhat meaningful conversation with a REAL person. Where people are not judged by the fact that they don't give a shit about the latest outfit or most expensive purse. And are not afraid to say something to your face. I try and be REAL here. But, Being around all these Plastic Barbies, makes me want to find myself a Country Girl. Which I know is going to happen anyway. I just want it now!

I am losing myself, more and more everytime I see a Ken and Barbie walking down the street, still in there cardboard boxes.

That's it. This Cali Girl needs a country bell. I know you're out there. Texas? Kentucky? Shoooot, I'll take an Okie. Trust me folks. As nice as California is, I don't think it's worth it to lose your sanity over the view.

Alright well, I'm going to get off this.

Talk care.

And I am glad to hear that most of your Valentines Day's went well. =]

Now, take a good look around you...Like what you see?

It isn't all that much better out here.

I will write you soon.

This is Jak Signing off.

Goodbye and Good Evening.

Love Always,

Jak.

They had one thing in common...

"...They were good in bed.."

Howdy,

I thought I could start today off by addressing the last topic of discussion.

Can you REALLY tell a lot about a person by there shoes?

And I think that you can. Being the farthest things from you, and most of us take them for granted, or how about those of us who need LOTS of them, then there are some of us who keep those white shoes that you've had for 2 years TOTALLY white. And you know what I mean. That kid that sits or sat next to you in school or at work and you could have sworn that he buys new white shoes every week they are so clean.

Going back to being the farthest thing from you. On a personal level. I am lazy and don't take good care much about my shoes, because I could careless about whats on my feet. And when you look down you see that I wear comfortable shoes. And I have a pair that matches most of what my outfit is. And when I wear a special outfit I have those CLEAN special shoes to go with. I guess that could show you how I am in a strange way. Next time you see someone just out and about, take a look at there shoes. Tell me what you see.

How do your shoes fit you?

Now, my time on here is up. So, think about that one and feel free to let me know.

Take care.

This is Jak signing off.

Goodbye and Goodnight.

Love Always,

Jak.

Good Morning!

Howdy,

So, This morning has been one to forget. Nothing exciting.
But that's not what I came here to talk about. I came here with an open mind and a whole heart. Okay, maybe a closed, stubborn mind and half a broken heart. You know what? I'll let you in on a little secret. I don't care anymore. I think I have thought of a way to live life without any problems or worries. Just don't care. I may sound a tad crazy to many of you. But you should try it sometime.
Moving on, Did you happen to catch the new Post Secrets? If not, you can at: Postsecret.blogspot.com
Yep, Great site. Visit it weekly for results to show. =) Kidding.
What would you like to talk about? ........Alright, fine I'll pick. How about this. So, read any good books lately? I have. I read lesbian love stories the most. I also read girlie books...It's my weakness. Shhh...Don't tell. Anyhow, I was in Borders just yesterday, and I was looking for a good book to read. There is a lot of CRAP out there. Yikes...So, I decided to search the data base, And it was like a sign from aliens, already on the screen was a search of lesbian books. I quickly scanned the perimeter about a good 15ft around me, looking for the girl that may have been the one looking, No luck. So, I just checked the page out instead and This is where I found a book that I now have on hold: She Loves me, She Loves Me Not. Now, I've heard about this book, but have not had the chance to read it yet. Anyone else have a good book?
I have to go and get a few things done today, But The topic I have in mind for next time is: Can you really tell a lot about someone by their shoes?
Take care now.
This is Jak signing off.

Goodbye and Goodnight.

Love Always,

Jak.