day 007

It took me about five minutes to get this page loaded due to my spotty internet.  And now I am typing.  And I just don't have any idea as to what to write.  My brain is fried and my body wants to sleep.  And I'm in a bit of a sour mood, so sleep would do my body good.

What a waste of a blog post.  Maybe I just like...watching myself type.

Until next time, which will most likely be in a month or five.

EDIT:  UGH I have terrible grammar!  In all of my posts!  And I call myself a writer...or do I...

day 006

Once every month, I become bipolar.

Now, I don't exactly plan on it.  It just happens.  When everything pisses me off or makes me extremely happy.  And, well, I am in this current state of mind.  Which isn't exactly beneficial.  

Today was a pretty slow day.  It still is a slow day.  I've been translating french and making indents in my nail polish for the past hour.  I am also annoyed with more than one person for petty reasons.  I'm pretty sure this is the case with every teenage girl.  Over time, I just become disappointed and hurt.  Looking through the past is never a good idea.  Especially someone else's past.  And you're not a part of it.

That's alright, though.  Everything happens for a reason.

day 005

I was driving home with the windows down.  The ground was wet with unseen rain.  The fresh smell wafted up into my nose.  The sun was peeking out from the clouds, illuminating very little but just enough. Music was blasting from the low quality stereo.  And I felt more alive in those three seconds than I have in three days.

We all have small moments like this everyday.  What really defines a person is if they notice them or the gum they stepped on.  I notice both.  My feet are planted firmly in reality, but I'm just tall enough to stand on my tiptoes and have my head go above the clouds.  It's a nice, comforting feeling.

I'm continuing to have pretty good days.  I hope they stay like this for the rest of the year.

day 004

I had a pretty good weekend.  Friday, I saw The Social Network.  Initially, I wasn't sure how to feel about it.  The people around me felt mixed about it - I could tell.  But,  I now know that I actually liked it because it didn't follow the conventional American story line (beginning - middle - end).


The following day, I watched The Room with my boyfriend.  I was expecting it to be bad, and it was bad.  Actually, that's an understatement - it was horrendous.  Excruciating.  The best actor was the drug dealer.  No.  It was the dog.  I'm happy I saw it, though.  I think I will forever quote that movie, however awkward it may be.  I also fell asleep.  With my mouth wide open.  Breathing heavily.  I sure do know how to impress boys.


Today wasn't as great.  I had various nightmares and the day has been dragging on and on and on, much like this sentence.  I won't dwell on it.  My three followers don't really want to hear about it...And they don't want to hear about how they don't want to hear about it. But that's life.


I'm not really in any position to complain - life is going smoothly.  I'll try to update more often.  

day 003

I haven't been updating much.  Yet a lot has happened.  But when I look at this textbox, I have no idea what to fill it with.  Words, obviously, but what kinds of words?  Powerful words full of emotion?  Yes, yes, but with a filter?  No filter?

It's almost midnight right now and slipping into my bed sounds borderline heavenly.  My days at school are becoming entertaining and lighthearted, as I am taking classes I want to take and surrounding myself with people I feel good around. (that's what she said. (do you get it?)).  I've always done the latter, but everyone is just becoming so important.  Even those who aren't close to me.  I can be highly obnoxious and sometimes snooty.  But I do feel a genuine compassion for all that are innocent yet suffering.  This whole paragraph is just a giant non sequitur and it sounds as if I am either justifying or glorifying myself, so I'll stop while I can.

I was going to make this humorous, but the amount of energy I have is far too low to enhance with wit and good grammar.

Maybe I'll type some tomorrow, the next day, the next week.  Who knows?