Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Funny How Things That Matter so Much Change so Easy

I wrote a poem just now.

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            Okay.
       Hi.
Yeah.
What am I doing.
      What are these feeeeeeels
                      Why.
                       Am.
                         I.
                   AUGH.

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Isn't it just beautiful?
Honestly it's pretty accurate to what's going through my brain recently.
At least physics isn't raping me like it was yesterday.
Not being physics-raped is always fun, right?
(The answer is yes)

SO yeah anyways COMIC EXPO ON THE WEEKEND

This is good. I get to be not in invermere, chill with my cousin, and dress like a disguised princess.
Fuck yes.
Also I'm getting a ride to Calgary with Mr. Sherk and his brother. Which should be interesting?
Then Monday my parents are leaving me for like, 2+ weeks to go to Pheonix, and a majority of the time Ill be home alone so that should be nice so long as I don't do something stupid. I guess that kind of applies to everything though.





Wednesday, April 3, 2013

"I'm a Psycho Baby" Versus "I'm a Psycho, Baby."

And we're all happy. Except for how we're not I guess.

Ah. Well. Where am I going with this ramble. It's strange. I think that yeah, happiness is a choice, but at the same time it's completely not, as emotions layer on top if each other and things get out of hand. I think happiness has the potential to be a choice, but you still have to work for it, and yeah things aren't going to be awesome all the time, or maybe even any of the time for a while. But I guess that's just how it is or something. Looking at it that way makes sense for me, at least. There's always at least one thing that probably doesn't suck.

The mosquito and/or spider bites on my legs are causing me to go insane, however.

Anyways, I feel enlightened on the minuscule scale this evening.

-It's Something!-


... But seriously guys, I'm a psycho baby.