nondescript lack of personality
Right now I'm listen to the wonderful soundtrack of "Once More With Feeling." It's such a musical marvel, and I have that blending in my head with random songs from Rent. It makes for a very interesting day. It helps me distract myself from my actual daily life with peppy or rather, not-so-peppy songs. I wouldn't say that my life at this point is especially depressing, just extremely confusing and discouraging. Can you consider not having a boy, boy trouble? I don't know. I should probably stop talking about it, because it's not the end of the world. On the other hand, I'm sad because my wonderful sister has now relocated to New York. I wish her the best while she's there, but I already miss her. I think that it will really hit me this weekend when I go home, because it's my first time going home since she left. I won't get to see her until November! She's actually only a few blocks away from Ground Zero. I wish her the best of luck in finding her way up there. I hope that they treat her well. I'm also scared of my French class. It may seem silly, but I really do dread going to that class. I'm also delaying my college applications. I suppose that I still have time, but I should really get it done with. Plus, it doesn't help that I haven't managed to discover the meaning of life. But if I did that, what would be the point of living, right? I'm a little bitter right now. I will report back when I'm in a better mood.