visiting hours are never over.

after a rather intense 24 hours, i have revisited myself. i am someone who is pretty low-maintenance, for the most part a "yes girl", and (not to pat my own back) rather selfless. i try my best to anticipate the needs of the people around me without expectation of reciprocity, yet i find myself disappointed when there isn't. maybe it was how i was raised- consideration of other people was prime- or perhaps i am constantly contradicting myself on this issue.

i enjoy being one of the guys, i really do. i'd almost say that i thrive on that feeling. i hate bitchy girls (though it's been rumored that i can be quite the bitch, so i guess i hate high maintenance girls). you know the type: needy, demanding, obsessed with themselves, talk in abnormal pitches (a little stereotypical, i know, just roll with it. i'm a bitch remember?), etc. i can't deny that i don't have needs by any means. i guess my versions of these high maintenance qualities are just a little muted, sans the weird pitched-voice. i have needs, expect the respect that i deserve and if i don't get it, demand it. i also am definitely not lacking in confidence and would love a friend or significant other with the same mindsets that i have.

i feel like i revisit myself on a semi-regular basis- this is just the first time i've been able to write about it in a while. perhaps it's a strategic way to publish self-affirmation? not sure. i bought canvas and a charcoal sketchbook today to cater to my self-induced free time as i shall sit in my storage space which i pay rent for each month despite the fact that it doesn't come close to resembling "home", and i feel i have potential to be inspired due to my experience in the past 24 hours of revisiting. perhaps i'll go abstract.