Not much goin' on here.
Just tryin' to do my schoolwork, and recover from getting platelet injections last Thursday.
In case you have no idea what I just said, I got my blood drawn and shot into the ligament in my ankle to repair it.
It really hurt.
But hey, experience points ;-)
For some reason I've really liked listening to pop music lately.... hm. I think it's pop anyway. Maybe pop/rock.
Did anyone else watch American Idol tonight? I really love Skylar Laine. She sang "Wind Beneath My Wings" and killed it. Her voice is gorgeous. And her dress was gorgeous.
She's like, the coolest girl in the world. I think it would be awesome to be her.
I'm writing a pirate story with the help of a very good friend. It's really fun.
I wish I was a pretty ballet dancer. But I'm just a ballet dancer. Whatever.
Is this what they call angst?
For our voice recital for spring, I think I'm gonna sing "How to Save a Life" and dedicate it to Sierra.
I'm so gonna cry if I do it.
^ this says book idea all over it.
or movie idea.
Being injured and basically an invalid for a week has improved my disposition, I think. I'm way less grumpy these days.
Suffering just does that to you.
I really like this guy's motorcycle.
I also like this guy a lot. His name is Cloud. Incidentally, he's not actually real.
I amaze myself. I seriously fall in love with fictional characters. It's almost frustrating.
Is this whole thing too girly for my guy readers? Sorry.
I wish I was somewhere else a lot of the time. Okay, not really. But when I wanna go somewhere else, I really wanna go somewhere else. Someplace pretty.
I've been super emotional lately. I've cried for no reason twice in as many days.
Yup, I think I'm angsting.
Apparently that's not a word. I don't care.
For some reason, seeing pictures of planets, or galaxies or nebulas... anything off my own planet... makes me really emotional.
I think I would want to be an astronaut if I didn't have to wear all that stupid equipment.
Which leads me to my life wish... to live in a sci-fi novel.
Probably an Orson Scott Card sci-fi novel. Maybe I could go tag along with Ender and Valentine across the universe. That would be cool.
Life is changing around my place. I'm gonna get my permit one of these days. I'm thinking about what I want to do with my life. Another person is coming to live with us. Granted, he'll be staying at my grandparent's house, which is next door... but our family has been bumped up to 9, not counting the pet.
It's gonna be a new chapter of life.
I don't handle change too well. This new season of life will be a blast, I know.
But things change. I angst. I have to grow up. I angst. I wonder about the future. I angst.
I'll get over it, I promise. Just lemme finish crying first.
Girls just do that.
You know, cry.
I really feel bad that this wasn't really edifying or encouraging... except (maybe) for the pretty pictures.
I guess I just needed to let things out somewhere. I'll be fine.
anyone else's heart ache a little?
If you're still reading, you're wonderful.
Just drop a comment and let me know how your life is going, huh? I wanna hear how the rest of you are doing.
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