schoolio

tomorrow is the first day of school.

i've been going to school since i was 5. i've had quite a few first days. but i still feel the same as i did at 5.

nervous.

excited.

my outfit is all picked out.

nothing really ever changes.

because, i love it.

what do i love you ask? (oh yes, this title actually does lead into my post. amazing.)

i love driving in the dark. alone. cause i do it a special way. cause i'm special. like stop eating the paste special.

when it is dark, and warm, like it is these nights i roll down my windows. due to my lack of AC this isn't just for fun.

i blast my music. loud and proud. and annoying but ya know.

then i proceed to sing at the top of my lungs like i'm in a music video.

you know what i mean. you sing, but you make faces and act it out. like your cool or something.

it makes me happy and relieves my stress of the day. so if you by chance see a purple dodge stratus, wyoming plates, with a crazy singing driver, feel free to give me a honk.

tums

facebook gives me heartburn.

"i have amnesia but before that we were in love." or "our feet are dating but the rest of us isn't speaking" are two of the very few reasons i think it is ok to put "it's complicated" as your relationship status.

i often feel it is a popularity battle. this is probably only because i am losing.

i hate being "friends" with people i dislike, haven't talked to forever, or pretty much just don't know. but i'm bad at ignoring them.

millions of "!!!" and ":) (: :D" cause me to vomit.

people will, and often do, post anything as their status. there are somethings you should keep to yourself, and others you probably should never consider.

and trust me, that is not all.

waldo

i'm one of those annoying people that for some reason feels a burning need to constantly stand out. to be an original. you know the people. maybe you are one. you think every morning as you get dressed, "does anyone i know wear an outfit like this?" and change a million times accordingly.

well this morning, as i was putting way too much thought into the originality of my outside, i had a thought.

why in the blazes do i try so hard to be an original? the mere fact that i am an individual means i am original. God made me that way. so no matter what, i am different.

that thought of course doesn't necessarily mean i will try less hard, it was just a really good thought.

i'm on to you.

either ben or jerry is actually a woman. it has to be so. no man would know the exact recipe to make a girl feel like her ice cream binge was completely vindicated.