So, writing that birthday post for my blog the other day really got me thinking. It got me thinking about what a horrible person I am because I barely post on this blog anymore. And it also made me think about how much fun I had sharing my thoughts with you. So, after considering in great depth those two thoughts right there in those two previous sentences (Read them again if you must), the conclusion I drew from them was quite simple: I'm a really horrible person who has fun writing. Haha, just kidding, that's not my conclusion at all. My real conclusion was that instead, I should write "Thought posts," like the one I wrote the other day, as often as I can. This way, you guys don't have to just read those things I call stories and poems, and just have fun taking trips inside my head. Well, maybe not have fun, but definitely amused...I hope. Also, me and the Graceling (my awesome friend who is blonde and short and blonde) just may have "Thought post" responses to each other. Don't really know what that means, but I'm guessing we each just write a "Though post" and...yeah.
Ahem. First thought: THERE IS A POSSIBILITY THAT I WILL SEE THE GRACELING TODAY AND DEMOLISH HER IN A SNOW BATTLE!!!!!!!
Second thought: I'm getting my retainer today! I have mixed feelings on that...I'm glad that I don't have to worry about my spaces coming back, but I'm also afraid that I'll have to wear it full time and I've been enjoying my metal free mouth.
Third thought: Woah...There's a lot of snow outside. I feel like I should be inspired to write something about it, but I've already written about snow and winter. I hate to repeat myself.
Fourth thought: My room is incredibly messy...I really should clean it. Of course, I won't. But I really should.
Fifth thought: There were some very beautiful young men in my math class yesterday...dangit, why do I have to be sixteen? Wait, what? I'm only sixteen???? *Sigh* Do any of you ever have that feeling that you're oh so much older than you are? Maybe it's just because all my friends at college are 19 or 20 years old, but I definitely feel 18. Gr, I hate that. I mean, I've always felt older than I am...a lot of my friends are older than me by a year or two, even three. Except the Graceling, she makes me feel young again. But majority of the time, I always feel much older than I am. It's reached the point where if I'm asked my age, I literally have to pause for a minute and stop myself from saying '18.' And then people think I'm crazy and dizzy, etc., etc. I think the hardest part about being mature and hanging out with older people, is that others get really, really confused. I've had so many guys start talking to me and, for lack of a better word, hitting on me at Suffolk. But as soon as they find out how old I am, they quite literally back off. Which is a good thing, I suppose. But a frustrating situation at the same time.
Sixth thought: Fifth thought made me think about something. The only guys that I have ever liked, or that have ever liked me, were three to four years older than me. I mean, not even once has there been a guy my age or even just a year older than me. Is there something wrong with me? Actually, don't answer that question. I already know there is.
Seventh thought: Uh-oh, my thoughts are becoming depressing.
Eighth thought: THINK OF SOMETHING HAPPY, THINK OF SOMETHING HAPPY!!!!!!!!
Ninth thought: ........................I got nothing.
Tenth thought: Oh, wait, yes I do!!! I'm seeing my most favoritest cousin in the whole entire world on Saturday!!! Yay, happiness!!!!
Eleventh thought: I should really end this post now. You guys probably stopped reading after the second thought.
Twelfth thought: HOLY SNICKERDOODLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EMILY AND LAURA WILL BE HERE IN 21 DAYS!!!!!!!! Yes, two of my bestest friends in the whole entire galaxy will be coming to visit from February 17-22 for Emily's 18th birthday. Yeah, you heard me. That's FIVE WHOLE DAYS. Just the three of us, living together happily for FIVE WHOLE DAYS. Well, not exactly. It's more like four whole days. But it doesn't matter, because THEY WILL BE HERE!!!!!!
Okay, I'm going to end now so I can dwell on my deliriously joyful thought of Emily and Laura coming. Au Revoir!
No, there's nothing wrong with you. It's perfectly normal, and just shows that you have very high standards. Which isn't a bad thing. Have a blast with the Graceling!
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