First of all, a very happy Easter to you all!
Well, I suppose it’s been a while since I’ve written. Truth is, I’ve been so self-involved lately that it becomes difficult to even put my thoughts into words. But alas, I am back for the moment; and you will get a post, whether it is interesting or not.
So I’ve really wanted it to rain lately. I was hoping to get a nice rainfall to play as an accompaniment to the warm weather. When this happens, I will be found running around campus and jumping in puddles like a crazy person. It’s quite fun though, so I do not mind how I look to the observing eye. I highly recommend trying it sometime, if you haven’t already.
I went home this weekend at the request of my parents (mostly my father). I was really animate about not wanting to come home at all, but after realizing how important it was to them, I caved and pouted the whole way home. I would’ve been less upset, if my best friend from out of state weren’t in town for the one night that they had me picked up. I suppose, however, I should be thankful that I got to see him at all. I just wish I had had more time is all. And! He gave me at least two hundred and fifty new songs. I can always count on him to expand my itunes library.
Sometimes I wonder if the tone of this blog is rather depressing or disheartening. Reading through some of it, I always sound pissed off or upset or lost. If there is any confusion due to this, I assure you that I am happy and I am living a wonderful life. I’d just come to realize that sometimes I can just sound like a really angst-y teenager, who thinks she has all this bad stuff that happens to her. I could be much worse off and I realize that. I just like to talk about things. And people like to hear about problems. For some reason, it makes stories more interesting.
I don’t know. Something like that, right? Haha.
Well, now that I’ve cleared that up. Back to the dark and brooding matters of my life, right? Hahaha.
Well, honestly, I don’t have much to tell you that is dark or remotely problematic. My sister is over in London at the moment (so jealous) with her boyfriend who is planning to propose.
Naturally, this is very exciting news and upon being the first to know, I wanted to hug somebody! Haha, well no one was around at the moment and I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone about it (I’m still not, but I trust that there is no way my sister can access this information while on her trip) so I was going crazy. Anyway, mums the word still, so don’t go spilling the beans somehow! Haha got it? :P
I went and saw “The Last Song” with one of my very close friends. I decided that it really wasn’t that great of a movie. Miley Cyrus cannot act and her hair was atrocious throughout a majority of the movie. And I found the ending to be awkward and totally predictable. All it made me want to do was visit Georgia (it looked beautiful), and play piano all afternoon.
Maybe I’ve become a bit of a cynic towards movie romance. I just know that that isn’t how it happens. I want to be done with the fallacy of movie and television relationships/romance being a reality. Let’s be realistic here: if guys did half the stuff they do so quickly in movies, chances are that the girl is going to think he’s ridiculous, a major creeper, or just plain not be interested. Guys aren’t like that. Where does Hollywood get off trying to make me believe that there is someone out there who can be expected to live up to that?
Well, I could go on for a while, but I think I’ll stop here for the day. I’d like to thank whoever wrote in my formspring and reminded me to update. I am flattered that anyone at all reads this. I truly enjoy writing, and knowing that it is actually read is amazing. So thank you.
Homework calls- and I should pick up the call.
Currently playing: Atlantis- Deas Vail