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There is no way in hell I'm doing homework with all this fun stuff to play with. Ridiculous. I. Am. In. Love. And again. I was questioned. No, actually, my answer is not wrong. It's quite correct. More so correct now than a month and a half ago maybe. But really. Still correct. Maybe you thought it was cute. Maybe you were happy for me. Maybe I appreciate you thinking these things. But yeah. It's not happening right now. Maybe I should just suck it up and put my relationship status on facebook. Because it seems that not listing it means your hiding something. I'm not saying I haven't withheld information from the public before. I do that everyday. I'm just really tired of people assuming things. And THEN asking me about it. And then giving me the "WHY? It was so perfect?" response. And then I get to dance around my reason for answering. It's bothersome. Quite bothersome. Especially when the dance around the answer is in and of it's self, an assumption. Something that makes logical sense that doesn't hurt either party, and if it did, it's mine that suffers a bit. But still. I'm not even entirely sure. It's like I'm digging myself into a giant hole. I really want to stop digging, but people keep throwing me shovels. Ha. I like that. Anyways... Lots of snow means lots of shoveling. My exercise for the winter. Fantastic. I made a to do list. There's way too much homework. And nothing else productive to focus my attention onto. Frustrating. But the three hour nap today made it better. I just want to feel better. I think I'm really good at getting used. I think I give more than I take. I think that maybe that should be something to change next year. Because I hate getting walked on. And I hate getting left because I can make it on my own. Yeah. I can handle it. But I'm selfish. I don't want to handle it by myself. But it's really hard to do that and not act like a bitch. Fabulous. Lighter notes. Lighter notes. Happier notes. -Didn't feel so absolutely abhorred at church today. Thank you for talking to me. I'm tired of getting glared at and scanned up and down and ignored by everyone else there. Thank you for acknowledging my existence. I loved talking to you, as usual. -Blizzard? I'm really excited to get snow, even if I still want fall back. At least you can tell it's winter. -There is so much awesome food in my house. -I have a pocket-watch necklace? Sweet. -My family is intact. Which is wonderful. -I don't deserve shit. And yet, I'm still somehow so blessed. That's Easter, isn't it. Yeah. -I put all my toy dinosaurs on my bookshelf. The room became instantly better. -I've had Such Great Heights, A Black Day in December, and Beyond the Sea stuck in my head at different times today. And I've been dancing and spinning. Sorry sweetheart. It's not your fault. Just a soft spot. People seem to hit it a lot. It's callusing. No worries. I'm going to regret this, aren't I? We'll find out soon enough. It's simple enough to make it go away without much trouble. |
