The smallest things have the ability to make me so happy.
It's ridiculous, really.
Something so insignificant...and yet, for some reason, it seems so special to me.
Irrational exuberance and I don't realize how foolish I'm being.
I end up falling for it every time.
Oh well, happiness is happiness no matter what the reason ^_^
You probably don't know what I'm talking about.
But I should thank you, anyway. It truly means a lot to me.
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*cough* on another note, I am currently overwhelmed with things to do. Yesterday, I decided to sit down and read the book Survivor (by the one and only Chuck Palahniuk, bien sur). What an amazing book. I should have read it long ago. *shudder* I've never really been a fan of eating lobster, but...*especially* now....o.O
so now, I have to write a couple page english paper, study for an awful fine arts test, and practice clarinet so I don't embarass my teacher tomorrow >.< (even though I feel not so well at the moment).
YLCC on Friday was amazing!!! I enjoyed it so much ^^ canoeing, picking flowers, crashing into bushes, attempting to play volley ball XD, landing in a huge pile of mud by accident, sidewalk chalk, etc. OH I still need to think of a name *ponders*. Hopefully Anna will post pictures! ~.^
So yesterday, I also had state piano...and I did not do my best, which was rather upsetting. I really felt kind of out of it, and I missed several things that I should not have. Not to mention I was unusually nervous, and couldn't stop shaking. So, I did not feel too great about that. I know my parents, my teacher, and even I expected to do much better and I let them and myself down. My mother was none too happy about it on the way home...and I can't blame her. I mean, we went all the way to Montevallo just for that, just for me. Of course, my dad was incredibly nice and made me feel a little better about it. But my mom just kept on asking me how I could have messed up and said that there was no excuse for it. And it eventually ended up being an argument over why I just *had* to go to david's house the night before. According to her, I shouldn't have gone in the first place, and it made me tired, I wasn't feeling well, and I brought an awful movie anyway, etc. etc. *sigh* which wasn't the problem at all! I mean, I honestly enjoyed myself friday night and I will not regret going. She says I spend too much time with friends anyway. Which I don't quite understand what she means...in any case, friday was not the problem...afterall, you could even say I was practicing piano while I was there hehe =p. But then, somehow during this conversation (don't ask me how) she randomly mentioned how I should have more friends o.O ...well by that point I was pretty upset so I just hid behind my book (Survivor) and didn't say anthing for a while.
the strange thing is, whenever I argue with my mom, almost immediately afterwards, it seems that all is forgiven and nothing happened. I'm quite glad for that ^^
I *do* say some very stupid things, and I'm lucky she doesn't tend to hold grudges for too long =p
*sigh* ANYWAY time for me to stop rambling about things that don't matter and actually get to work.
wish me luck! ^_^
lol oh and watch this, it will either make you happy or scar you for life.
http://web.mit.edu/patil/www/media/video/yatta.asf yeah...I'm weird. =)