The Cosmic Horn

If, in the off chance that my parents read this, I'd like to apologize in advance. You know what this post is about. Why don't you skip to the next one...
     My boyfriend and I have been dating for over three years (he absolutely INSISTS that I get the amount of time correct), and like most relationships we've had our ups and downs. We started dating during our junior year of high school, and since our parents are longtime friends, I've known him for the better half of my life (for the sake of being consistent with my time measurements, we've known each other since we were three. Now he and I are 20 and 19 respectively). With so much time spent together, it should not come as a surprise to you that we are very unlike a lot of couples our age. We've got a lot of qualities that some married people are still hoping to gain. We're, for lack of better words, old. We're an old couple trapped in a young couple's body.
     One thing I've learned about myself via this relationship, is that I am not subtle. I'm not very good at hiding my feelings, and most of the time I don't want to anyways. It is exceptionally difficult for me to hide my feelings from my boyfriend. Now, some of you might be thinking, "Well Lauren, he's known you you're whole life. Of course you can't hide your feelings from him. Why ever would you think you could?" and I completely agree with this. It's been so damn long, there's absolutely no reason why he shouldn't know how I'm feeling. And he usually does, with the exception of a few emotions that he just doesn't seem to recognize sometimes.
   The Horn. The Horn. The Cosmic Horn (thank you Georgia Nicholson). I'm not sure about anyone else, but I know that when I finally hop off the crimson wave every month, I experience SERIOUS waves of the cosmic horn. I'm not sure why this is, but I DO know that pregnant women think about sex nonstop. There might be a correlation between the two, and it's definitely something I will have to investigate, but for now suffice it to say that I am especially...special when I get off the rag.
    Anyways at first I thought it was him ignoring my hints, but then I found that if I just came out and told him how I was feeling he was all for it. Are my hints not loud enough? Or is he really stupid?
    Anna, a very close friend of mine, does not have the same problem. When I asked her if her boyfriend had ever not noticed she said "Nawww dude. I'm not subtle about that kind of stuff anyways. I make it KNOWN."
   Maybe I don't make it as KNOWN as I think I do. Perhaps I'll take to wearing a sign on my forehead that says "SEX" when I'm feeling so inclined....
I will say, for the record, that I never miss any of HIS hints...

    

Blogging

One of the best things about online journaling is he fact that it's so easy to write. Once I start and I have something to talk about, it's almost impossible for me to stop. If I have NOTHING to talk about, its almost impossible for me to stop. I used to think that keeping a blog online took away from the tangibility of an actual journal with actual pages and actual ink in an actual pen, but after I graduated from high school, I stopped using an actual journal with the actual ink in an actual pen. Two years roll by and I realize one inevitable truth: Every person on the planet has a subconscious desire to document themselves. It doesn't necessarily have to be blogging, or journaling, but in some way, using some form of media, everyone wants SOMEONE to know what they're thinking about. Even if it's just for a split second. Facebook, Twitter, Myspace...any social network is a collection of documentations. Its almost like this generation needs to be validated, and the way we do it is through online journaling. 

So here I place my stake in the world. This, one of my many attempts at online journaling, will be my validation.