A Rainy Day
So far, today has been nice. Then again, I just woke up at 10:00 am and it's only 11:13 right now. I immediately began reading "It's Kind of A Funny Story" and I then ate a lot of icecream. I'm still in my pajamas. I sat outside for a while, reading and chomping on a delicious ice cream cone. It was very nice, being surrounding by the calming chaos that is a summer sprinkle. I'm still feeling very odd, like something important is ending in the life of Liz. I've been guessing all day. I'm starting to think maybe I like stress, I mean, why else would I like to get into squabbles and debates? I enjoy having things to do, otherwise, I feel useless. I like doing things I hate because I feel like I've accomplished something noble. I purchased an ACT practice guide a while ago. After Robbie leaves for college I plan on starting it. I'm taking a practice test in October. I'm a little nervous. I've always tested well, but I'd hate to have a score to judge myself by. It makes me a little depressed, like I'd suddenly be aware of my limits in those digits. I've tried to motivate myself this summer. When school starts I will be able to actively tackle my GPA. I will admit it, it lowered sophomore year ... I'm easily distracted, what can I say? One rather bleak thing I'm completely aware of is the fact that I will never be happier than I was sophomore year. I had everything I wanted in reach. I've had an ok summer, although I've never been more despondent starting school. I look at my sad schedule these next few weeks, and it makes me want to cry. I have so much going on, and so many things I want to do. Maybe this is how everyone feels? I've always been happy starting school. It's an exciting feeling, going in on the first day, expecting everything wonderful to happen this year. Maybe I've never been normal until now. I had never understood why one wouldn't want to start school. I had never understood why one would want to be attached to someone. I never understood anything I'm sure any normal teenager would want. This was definitely a year of ultimate realization. On a lighter note, there is a comedian I happen to love whose name I forgot. He's very vulgar and rude ... and very funny. Also, he's semi-attractive.
I thought that was a rarity in itself - most comedians are ugly. I also don't find them as funny as good-looking comedians, mostly because they can't insult unattractive people. It would be sad, if anything. I'm really upset that I can't remember his name. I'm tempted to go to extreme lengths to recall this man. I finally found him - Daniel Tosh. Hilarious. One of the few comedians I find hilarious. You should all know and love that man.
I thought that was a rarity in itself - most comedians are ugly. I also don't find them as funny as good-looking comedians, mostly because they can't insult unattractive people. It would be sad, if anything. I'm really upset that I can't remember his name. I'm tempted to go to extreme lengths to recall this man. I finally found him - Daniel Tosh. Hilarious. One of the few comedians I find hilarious. You should all know and love that man.