Going on Adventures with Master's stupid bitch...

Spent about 4 hrs walking around total. Went to the library to return some books and get more books, went to Lowes to get a protane trouch so my dad can hopefully get the pilot light for the water heater fixed, and went to the grogery store.

I dont mind walking a lot. I just dont like getting blisters.

Adventure #1.

Went to the library to return some books and get more books, which is about 3ish miles away from my house. Its doable because its mostly flat land, unlike my neighborhood which is named West Lanham Hills (because of the hills. This area used to be a river.). On my way back from the library, I left like I was going to throw up because I walked too much. I dont understand why, sometimes my stomach just hates me.

Adventure #2

Went to Lowes to get a propane torch so my dad can hopefully get the pilot light for the water heater fixed. Im horrible at fixing things. I remember when I was trying to put a some-assembly-required desk... I ended up crying because I stripping every screw before even getting it half way to together. I felt so out of place there especially with my pig tails, jeans, hot pink shoes and grey jeweled tee... I must have looked out of place because three people asked me if I needed help. Only of the three knew where the propane torch was.

Adventure #3

Went to the grocery. Nothing special happened there except that the left arm of my jacket kept falling off so I figured I will just let it stay that way and that I will hopefully start a new trend

Dirty Little Confession...

For the past two days.... Aka when I found out about this video, it has been all I have been watching...

I watch it at least 5 times a day....

I dont know exactly why I like it so much but I do love the black and red (my fav colors), the silly dancing, the butt smack, and the fact that all of them seem extremely happy. Not the forced happy that a lot of kpop groups do but genuine happiness.

RE: Age

Since Im not Asian Im not sure of how big a deal age is but from what I heard in Korea younger people must do what older people say... Which is why I love the fact that my Master is even younger than I though he was.

I dont know why I thought he was the same age as my brother but it doesnt matter. As long if he doesnt care about my age, I dont care about his. Like he told me, I love his for his brain... well and his voice. Just hearing his voice makes me wants to be with him even more than I already do. Cant find the right words for it but I love it sooooo much. Though I do prefer that he is very good with me, can tell how Im feeling and seems to know what to do to either make make feel better or punish me.

True Master isnt good at English but that doesnt mean isnt he is super smart. Hell if I had to speak in Korean with him I would only know say to hello and I wouldnt be able to read or write anything in hangeul.

(Master if you even want to know where Im learning about Korean culture and stuffs, its from these people)

Boyfriend's Bestfriend....

The members of Boyfriend changed their hair style again and I cant tell who is who except for two of them. I still havent figured out which ones are twins because to me three of them look exactly alike

All that really matters is that I can pick out my Master out of a room full of Asians *crosses her fingers and hopes she doesnt pick the wrong one*

Side Note: Funny thing is; my mom tells me the story of her not recongizing my dad after he came back from his Air Force duties over seas. She told my aunt that nooo he is to handsome to be her husband and my aunt was like nope thats hims :P

Everybody gets me and my mom confused. Fate will only tell how much we really are alike. For right now Im doing the same as she did. Lived with her parents till she was over 30, havent been married yet, and not kids. My mom had me when she was 32. I hope I have my first kid before then.... But thats not up to me. 

Dreams...

For the morning that I can remembers what I dreamt about that night its either me running away from something, me being stuck inside of a burning building with no way out, one of my various dreams about sex, and me being a goddess (the original one and only god that happens to still be alive) with great powers but just woke up from a deep sleep where Im very weak cant remember much. I must be taken care of and at one point have my head chopped off to prevent me from becoming a monster. Once my head is chopped off I regain all of my powers and memories and me and the guy that was taking care of me have sex...

Last night I had a very different dream...

I actually dreamed of being pregnant and working in a toy store so me and my Master (yes i have many dreams of my Master. All good ones too) could afford to have the baby. He would only let me work until I got to the point that I would have back pains from carrying the baby. He always happened to be near by and watching to make sure me and the baby was ok...

Loved that dream so much...

Another thing about the dream I remember is specially saying I didnt want to buy a toy for our baby because it had nonsense words on it... I have heard a lot that in dreams you are unable to read words... Maybe I was just testing myself to see if I could read words in my dreams

Lucky...

Im so lucky to still have my Master...

I have been missing him a lot and that is probably why I have been extra cranky...

So happy that he is letting me watch him while he is at work. Some people may thing that it stupid but he is letting me part of him life <3

Im so glad that he hasnt left me for good.

I have to do my best to be worthy of being his


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Also the nautghty thing I thought of today while watching him at work today ~

Is that I hope he chews my lips, nipples, clit and anything else he wants to chew on as well as he chews his gum <3

What Drew Her to Her Master...

One of the major things that make me want to send the first message to my Master was that he didnt want his property have to think. He would make all the decisions.

All my brain has done for me was caused me trouble because I tend to be over analytical and over thing everything. My brain is like a sponge and absorbs everything around it. Then Im left with the task of processing all the info over the next few hours or days. Trying my best to understand the meanings of everything.

My Master has the wonderful ability of pulling me in and only thinking about him by just hearing his voice and seeing his face.

I honestly do trust him in my heart but its my mind that causes me to doubt him. I know he must hate whenever I doubt him...


Funny (and gross) thing is that the patterns my snot has been making when I blow my nose is a heart...

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This morning I though that was my Master at work was kinda stupid but it honesty did make me feel better. Maybe I have been feeling so shitty is because I miss him a lot