cross your fingers, and pray for winter...
i'm soooo tired. not just physically but emotionally. i'll think that i'm okay again, and then something little will happen and i'm a mess again. this is not good, and it's really starting to bother me. i mean it bothered me before, but it's really getting to me now. oh well, it's my problem, so there is no point in whinning about it.
i highlighted my hair again... back to my original DARK brown, but i added a purpleish red to it. i like it.
i finally started the bell jar. i've been starting and stopping for about a year now, but i'm determined to read it all. i want to read prozac nation next.. brian says it's too depressing for winter, but i like it best that way.
i was driving home from school today and i passed this middle-aged woman who looked so sad... like her heart had literally been broken in two. do you ever wonder what the random people you pass on the street are thinking? watching this woman made me think, she could be going through something aweful, something life shattering... and i'm wallowing in my teenage angst... the same teenage angst that all teens go through. i wish i could care less about myself and more about others... i want to make a difference in someone's life, and i think it's about time that i actually try.
i really need sleep...
[i believe that lovers
should be chained together
and thrown into a fire
with their songs and letters
and left there to burn
and left there to burn
in their arrogance]
i highlighted my hair again... back to my original DARK brown, but i added a purpleish red to it. i like it.
i finally started the bell jar. i've been starting and stopping for about a year now, but i'm determined to read it all. i want to read prozac nation next.. brian says it's too depressing for winter, but i like it best that way.
i was driving home from school today and i passed this middle-aged woman who looked so sad... like her heart had literally been broken in two. do you ever wonder what the random people you pass on the street are thinking? watching this woman made me think, she could be going through something aweful, something life shattering... and i'm wallowing in my teenage angst... the same teenage angst that all teens go through. i wish i could care less about myself and more about others... i want to make a difference in someone's life, and i think it's about time that i actually try.
i really need sleep...
[i believe that lovers
should be chained together
and thrown into a fire
with their songs and letters
and left there to burn
and left there to burn
in their arrogance]