Feb 28, 2007 02:03
So I cut my hair today. It's essentially a foot shorter on the long layers, less on thee shorter layers. Gotta mail that hair into Locks of Love. I like it, I think it's cute. But it is so weird......I have no hair!
I love to dance, but I don't think that I am any good at it. Singing is one of my passions. I will have my own cats one day. I hate driving minivans, yet I will probably end up owning one someday. I think I have my future planned out, but I think it's because I'm scared of getting nowhere. I hate hate hate that front page news includes Britney Spears shaving her head, and the legal proceedings behind Anna Nicole Smiths body....yet I still click on the "Entertainment" section of CNN on a weekly, if not daily, basis. To other people, I may seem outgoing, and confident, but in reality I am scared shitless half the time. I guess I'm a good actress. Like most people, I'm afraid of being alone, but I am probably too picky. I greatly dislike snakes and spiders, and I fear finding a dead body somewhere it shouldn't be. I am completely smitten by Josh Groban, Channing Tatum, and others- and it makes me wish I were a celebrity so I could have a better chance at meeting them. I'm never fully content with myself. For the most part I love my life but sometimes I wish I could be someone else. I love my friends and family, but sometimes I wonder if I really mean as much to them as they do to me. I sometimes don't think I am good enough. I worry that people will be disappointed in me. I want to travel, live and work around the world, but at the same time be able to settle down, get married, and maybe have a family. I want to go into the Peace Corps, and even though I am pretty much addicted to the Internet, I am pretty sure I could give technology up for a couple of years....although losing touch and being completely out of the loop is the worst feeling. I am not ready to say goodbye. I need to start living in the now all the time. Looking to the future is good, but I can't keep on planning my life 2, 5, 10 years from now.
I am not ready to say goodbye. I don't think I ever will be......