Intimacy

Why is the word "intimate" synonymous with sex? Funny and true thing is that partners/couples/lovers (whatever) can have sex without being intimate at all. Let me venture off to the world of sex real quick (no pun intended--lol). There are 3 basic types of sex. Number one "bumpin' uglies"--the no holding anything back, loud, hot, adrenaline rush of all rushes--when each person's drive is like an annoying itch that hasn't been scratched for days. Number two "having sex"--the don't really know what to expect, hesitant, just going with the flow, kinda sorta holding back, less energetic form of sex. This form is usually associated with sex with either a new partner or someone who doesn't know what they're doing. Number three "love making"--the slow, touchy-feely, sensual, teasy, unselfish, generous, simultaneous and reciprocal form. Now that I've defined the three, lemme go back to intimacy and define it. An intimate act is any act that can be more attributed to a specific person, rather than the act itself; something close, personal, and something which you cannot receive from another person. Now, it's clear why types I and II of sex have nothing to do with intimacy at all. Number three is dependent on it however. Now back to my original question. Sex and intimacy are kind of hand-in-hand as far as the general public is concerned. Yet, contrary to my earlier definitions and explainations, I believe that intimacy can be present even without the sex. I have yet to encounter this myself, but nevertheless have faith that the phenomenon exists. Most people would say that the most intimate act is sex. However, I don't believe this to be necessarily true because as humans sometimes we often confuse emotions with hormones. There are exceptions in all cases, even mine. I believe that the most intimate act two people can do is kiss. A kiss from someone who you're really vibing with is something that can last forever. On the other hand, a kiss from a spontaneous random can be pretty pointless and trife. Don't say you ain't done it before. We all have. lol. There are many intimate acts, not just sex; I'm a guy and even I know that.

Bout tyme

I haven't wrote on this thing in the longest! Now that my blog war is over (I won by the way), and my Physical Chemistry exam is over (don't ask how it went), I finally have time to relax, write, and just...be--what a great feeling. Usually I like to be creative when I write on here, but since I'm tired, and since I haven't wrote on here in a nice lil' minute, I have two reasons to let this entry be a simple recap; so sorry if I'm boring anybody. Here goes...

For the past month I had planned a trip to Columbia, to relax first, kick-it with the homies second, and get a change of scenery third. By the time the weekend came around I realized that I really needed to study for this exam, which I took today and...ugh--nevermind. Needless to say I didn't study. I kicked it hard though. Friday there was a party. Saturday was a chill day--one of those days when you say, "Aight, I'ma start studying at 1:30" and next thing you know it's like 8:00 and you've been laying on your ass so long that you see you left a groove in the sofa. Sunday I planned on going to church, but that ain't happen either; and my unproductivity continued up until I came back to St. Louis that night and decided, it was about time to read the three chapters that my test would cover. Anyways, my time in Columbia was cool as hell. I definitely enjoyed kickin' it with the homies, relaxing, and my meeting a very interesting person. She's a friend of a friend; and I don't remember seeing her when I went to Mizzou. Anyways, this person is cool as hell, very attractive, and talks just as much and randomly as I do, so you KNOW conversations are never boring right? We just seemed to hit it off very quickly so we kicked it on Saturday and Sunday. It just feels good to meet a sistah who seems genuine, and different from the norm. Ugh...don't get me started on "the norm". Anyway, this sistah kind of eased a little woman-related anxiety away because I feel like I can finally relate to someone. She's coming to St. Louis this weekend, so I'll plan something nice. But yeah, my test is over; it sucked, so I will just have to find a way to focus and do better next time. I've got a Calculus exam Friday and a Physics II exam on Tuesday; homework can kiss my ass tonight. I'm taking the night off.