various grievances
attention pop radio: "alone" does not rhyme with "morning." Please take note and apply accordingly. You hurt my head.
In other news, things are entirely too good right now. I've got a great job that I don't have to work a million hours to get by with, my personal life is wonderful, classes are going good, and to top it all off: I was given "REO Speedwagon: The Hits" (oooh... I can't fight this feeling any longer...) as a gift earlier this week. Things just can't get any better for me. I can't even remember the last time I cried, and for me, that is amazing. Usually the last time I cried is either "yesterday" or "earlier today".
Which brings up two problems.
1) I feel guilty. I have some friends that are going through not-so-easy times, and I feel bad when every story I tell is about my wonderful and fantastic life. I feel like I'm unworthy somehow. Life's not fair.
2) If things can't get any better, there's only one direction they can go... I'm so afraid I will ruin everything by turning into one of those girls that simply *has* to have something to stress about every single minute of every single day. The simple fact that I'm stressing about turning into that girl makes me even more stressed that I'm turning into that girl. It's a vicious cycle. (Is that how "vicious" is spelled? It looks wrong.)
So yeah, I'm kinda just waiting for the other shoe to drop. But nothing can be that bad when I have REO Speedwagon to listen to...
In other news, things are entirely too good right now. I've got a great job that I don't have to work a million hours to get by with, my personal life is wonderful, classes are going good, and to top it all off: I was given "REO Speedwagon: The Hits" (oooh... I can't fight this feeling any longer...) as a gift earlier this week. Things just can't get any better for me. I can't even remember the last time I cried, and for me, that is amazing. Usually the last time I cried is either "yesterday" or "earlier today".
Which brings up two problems.
1) I feel guilty. I have some friends that are going through not-so-easy times, and I feel bad when every story I tell is about my wonderful and fantastic life. I feel like I'm unworthy somehow. Life's not fair.
2) If things can't get any better, there's only one direction they can go... I'm so afraid I will ruin everything by turning into one of those girls that simply *has* to have something to stress about every single minute of every single day. The simple fact that I'm stressing about turning into that girl makes me even more stressed that I'm turning into that girl. It's a vicious cycle. (Is that how "vicious" is spelled? It looks wrong.)
So yeah, I'm kinda just waiting for the other shoe to drop. But nothing can be that bad when I have REO Speedwagon to listen to...