Nighttime...

It's funny,

last night, as I was falling asleep, I thought of something I really wanted to write about...and now I can't think of it to save my life.

Well darn!

But on a totally different note, I spend so much time complaining lately, that I sometimes have to stop and think about how incredibly lucky I really am.

I never go hungry

I always have clothes and shelter and books

I know my family loves me

I just got a new laptop for my birthday!

And still, I spend a lot of time complaining and letting silly things upset me. It's not that I'm an unhappy person. I think everyone who knows me would agree - I'm a pretty big optimist. But sometimes things just get so frustrating that I need to vent to SOMEONE or it'll just drive me insane.

Is that healthy?

It HAS to be healthier than just bottling it all up....I hope :/

Well fine then!

I wish Snuffles and I were closer.

Sometimes I feel like the dog cares more about me than she does.

I'm sorry that the important parts of my day aren't as enthralling to you as the incredibly complicated plotlines on that p.o.s. tv show you love so much.

I'm sorry you only want to hear about my life when you can pass judgement and feel superior.

I'm sorry you care so much about feeling better than me that you stopped caring about me.

Sucks for you :P

Life Lessons

Finally, after 18 years, 10 months, and 26 days, I can officially ride a bike.

I think there are some life lessons that everyone should learn but I don't think there should be a timeline for those lessons that everyone should have to follow.

Everyone should know what rejection feels like.

Everyone should get dumped and have their heart-broken.

Everyone should get to see something so big it makes them feel completely insignificant.

Everyone should feel loved.

And everyone should learn to ride a bike!

Today, one life lesson was accomplished! Woohoo!

How could I forget to mention

The bicycle is a good invention

I love to LAUGH

I mean, really, truly laugh.

Can't breathe, can't speak, laughing.

It's the kind of thing that makes you happy, even when it's just for a few minutes.

The times I laugh the hardest, are often the times I have the most to worry about, isn't that funny?

Ev'ry face that I see is all wrapped up in frowns,

And unfortunately, it kind of gets me down

Laugh

'Cause the music's funny

Yeah, the bass sounds off-beat

Ain't that neat?

Laugh,

When you lose all your money

Or you can't find your shoes

To cover your feet

GAHHHHH

What the efff is the matter with me lately? Babe is getting on my nerves, I can't stop eating crap, and I actually started crying on the phone with my mom last night...in the lobby of the theater building...with other people around...in response to the question "How is everything?"

Nothing is actually wrong, everything is fine, at least...it should be.

I hate crying. I only do it when I feel incredibly weak and stupid. And doing it only makes me feel weaker and stupider. It's awful. I wish it never happened.

I can't make myself feel better.

Don't make it bad,

Take a sad song,

And make it better

I watched Dark Knight tonight...

and now I'm kind of afraid to go to sleep......

blech

'50s Sock Hoppin'

Dresses and Malts, a simpler time

I want to be artsy...and adventurous...and fun

I want to dress up in crazy outfits and run around campus taking snazzy pictures

Lets do it!