what do women want?

dear blog,

tonight i went to levi's "house" and watched "what women want."

first of all, that title has a lot of w's-- kudos.

secondly, i found myself thinking the entire time about how i actually am a woman, and i don't even know what i want. plus, on a regular basis, i get frustrated by other females in my life, who also are confused by what they actually want. the fact that they (meaning movie makers) thought that they could channel womankind's disires at all, let alone into one man in such a short amount of time, for some reason, just really bugged me. i hate it when people try to understand un-understandable things. especially when people think they can understand me, and i don't even understand myself. who do they think they are anyways. i think what bugs me about it is that they are usually right.

sigh.

oh well.

on a more positive note, mel gibson is pretty cute though, yeah?

love,

rochelle

p.s. blog, i'm pretty sure i am back to myself, i mean, i still am disappointed, but i don't cry everyday anymore, and i am happy, (well, as happy as can be expected)... yay me.

i cried so much my head hurts.

dear blog,

today i cried. a lot.
i cried at grandma's house.
i cried in the car.
i cried in the car again.
i cried in the car the whole way home, actually.
i cried in my room.

then i sat in my bed and ate peanut m&m's and watched movies about how people's dreams actually come true. movies where people actually fall in love. movies about how people go places. places that aren't provo.
and i may or may not have cried again.

then, i went running, well, jogging is more like what i actually did...endorphins are good. at least i did one good thing today.

meh,
rochelle