loopy
I've been feeling so wierd these last two days. First of all the weatherman sent me for a loop. Yesterday was bleak and gray but insanely warm for mid-November. Today was bright and sunny, but cold as a snowman's arse. I had also put the "Moulin Rouge" soundtrack in my CD player on a whim. This is not generally a good idea when you're feeling emotionally pliable. So, my moods went up and down with the songs and I ended up feeling everything from guilty to wistful. Welcome to Heterotopia, population: 1. It was a very moving experience despite the original unwelcome emotions. I'm starting to notice how many bridges I burn unintentionally. I don't keep in touch with the people I should, and more out of lazyness than anything else. I suppose I'll have to make some calls or send some e-mails tonight to try to make up for it. But then I got to thinking about the good things, like the warm weather and the vast expanses of oportunity I still have. Damn that was cheesy. In other news, I got accepted to the U (IT for those of you who care) so now I have to make my mind up about "reach" schools, even though I probably won't end up going to one because, first of all, the 'rents aren't rich enough to pay for it all, but we're not poor enough for financial aid, and I'm not smart enough to get much money on basis of academic achievement. Fine, I'll stop bitching. I know there are people out there far worse off than me. Self-pity is an ugly, gaping pit that follows you everywhere, just waiting for you to let down your guard. Beware.