February 2011
13 posts
this week
has been not so good.
started with the damn snow makeing me miss foxy.
then I got sick.
plus a myriad of small-ishhh things. or things I don’t feel like saying =P
I was looking forward to the start of a new week
but today was kinda ehh as well.
locked my keys in the car for the first time eeeever. that was a fun time.
anyways.
So it Goes.
January 2011
35 posts
sometimes
I talk really fast. it’s usually when I am excited, or explaining something.
sometimes I talk in a really cheesy high pitched voice. this is usually when I am fake upset. or trying to make a point.
when I want someone to do something for me, like get me something ect I ask it really fast and all as one word such as- heycanyougetmesomecookiedoughkaythanks
I am a best friend whore. I ask...
mood rings
this song just came up on my shuffle. I’ve always found it funny, and I know Matty T. and the gang aren’t totalllly being serious, but I know there is definitely truth in moody girls. and let’s face it. we all hate them, not just guys.
regardless I used to own a mood ring, and wore it because of this song. I would like another but I never get around to buying one. and yes I...
The time has come, the walrus said,
to speak of many things.
of shoes, and ships, and ceiling wax
of cabages and kings.
and why the sea is boiling hot.
and wither pigs have wings.
I can't sleep
so here’s what’s going down.
I’m tired.
I feel lightheaded.
I’ve had this same weird headache every day the past week at around the same time of night and it’s driving me crazy.
I have been doing honestly well the past few weeks. I guess school and extra buisness helps more then I would have thought.
I’m letting go.
I hardly care anymore.
I feel...
it's almost funny
that the thing I miss the most, is a very simple thing indeed.
sometimes I wish I could escape from my own mind, and enter the mind of another. to know exactly what they were thinking. if only for a brief moment.
tired
I’m tired. the day went by faster then I thought it would have. working 9-5 makes you feel like you’ve woken up at 5 and that’s when your mourning is since work doesn’t count as life. or it at least hardly does. this segues nicely into the first point I was going to bring up. At work I witnesses a somewhat intense religious debate. It started from wondering if Christmas was...
I wish
I made someone’s eyes spark…
despite the fact that I had classes/littlekidwork from 9-9 today. it was a good day. for a bunch of very small, simple reasons. but that’s good right? It doesn’t take as much as you’d think to put me in a good mood//make my day. try it sometime. =}
I wish...
for many many things that will probably not ever happen.
I wish I were somebodys favorite. And not just in a romantic way…
I have
emetophobia. =/
“So it goes.”
– Kurt Vonnegut
so this is the new year, and I don't feel any...
New year’s has never seamed like a big deal to me. What are years anyways? only ways to mark time. They help one know what happened when and in an orderly fashion; otherwise it would be very tedious to mark the day on documents, or keep track of say, how old you are. Time is nothing but a man-made invention. I can hardly recall witch years of my life were “good” or...
