tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61859352011-04-21T10:44:46.077-07:00Pete UnwrappedThis is a blog concerning everything about myself that I wouldn't say out loud to anyone. It contains thoughts, hopes, secrets, and all that I keep secret.Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821272044060479702noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185935.post-77129211774088735172007-03-23T11:07:00.000-07:002007-03-23T11:09:21.254-07:00Came across this quote today:"Hanging out with a person who is poison for you is like giving a beer to a reformed alcoholic."It puts into words exactly why I haven't seen or talked to Jess since our breakup. There was nothing in it for me, and she has nothing to offer ever again.Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821272044060479702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185935.post-16402766895843104542006-11-07T10:06:00.000-08:002006-11-07T11:22:23.164-08:00Time to do a big mass update once again. It's November of 2006. The last time I wrote was 2 years ago in this. I hate digging up the past but I think it's important to recount things so that memory won't muddle them over the years. So here goes...During my senior year of college I was on MySpace and putzed around with Match. I was still at school so it was difficult to really meet any women from Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821272044060479702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185935.post-1086387374546755322004-06-04T14:31:00.000-07:002004-06-04T15:16:14.546-07:00Ok well it's time to post about my failed one and only relationship. I've looked all over thinking I had this put down somewhere but I didn't.
So I met Jane in my writing 205 class. One of the worst fucking classes I ever took as SU ever. And I was at the point directly after where I had stopped openly searching for women. I figured if something good was gonna happen it would kind of land in myPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821272044060479702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185935.post-1081353017545590042004-04-07T08:50:00.000-07:002004-04-07T08:54:03.983-07:00Someone asked on Answerology.com, where I write advice for, "What makes you feel happy? With women, and with life in general." Here was my response. I post it here because these were things that came to mind quickly and I found them important.
I love this question. It made me really think about it.
1.) When my niece or nephew tell me randomly they love me.
2.) When my father or mother tells me Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821272044060479702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185935.post-1079241799368831672004-03-13T21:23:00.000-08:002004-03-13T21:26:32.716-08:00I've realized a lot of things during this week I've been down in Florida. I came down here again for Spring Break, March 5-March 15th. On March 13th, I finally met Joanna Eiss, an internet friend I've known for three years now. She randomly im'ed me one night 3 years ago, my sophmore year of college at SU. I really believe this was an amazing event in my life, second only to meeting her this pastPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821272044060479702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185935.post-1074116489100133402004-01-14T13:41:00.000-08:002004-01-14T13:43:20.763-08:00New Years Resolutions
I've never really kept these or done much in achieving them but this is the second half of my year as a 21 year old, supposedly the pinnacle of your "youth."
1.) Keep losing weight.
You've been losing weight yes, and you've splurged a bit over the break towards the end to console yourself. No more eating to comfort yourself.
2.) Start going to the gym. Keep going,
You Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821272044060479702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185935.post-1071018022593121572003-12-09T17:00:00.000-08:002003-12-09T17:00:34.960-08:00Ok well here goes. I created this blog this morning, after seriously thinking about doing it for like a month. This blog is going to be a journal of sorts where I write about myself. My real self that is-no facade, no screen over who I am, and no lies. If I can't be honest with MYSELF how the hell will I ever stop lying to others?
So lets gets started eh? I'm 21 years old, and I was born on Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821272044060479702noreply@blogger.com0