So yesterday I was looking at my friends' myspaces and I was like, "ya know, I really miss this." So I made myself a myspace last night under the conditions that if I could use it responsibly for 4 weeks then I could keep it, but if I wasted my time on it like I used to then away it would go after 4 weeks. After I made it though, I was feeling kind of edgy and ya know kinda "off" in the spirit. sooo... This morning I deleted it. whoopdi do. now I'm back here. alone. with no one to talk to. And still wasting my time on myspace even though I don't have an account. evil. rar. perhaps I'll just email all of my friends this address and have it be my space. haha. get it? right, lame. I know. gimme a break.
So on saturday (instead of doing all of my Chemistry make up work and re-do's like i should have) I painted my closet yellow and completely reorganized everything into rubbermaid boxes with neat labels. wow. i painted my closet. c l o s e t. who paints their closet? sigh. Anyone have a spare life laying around that they want to give me? I'll never get married at this rate. I'll live my life as a psychopathic slob/ocd perfectionist and drive all eligible males far, far away. unless of course there is 1 guy out of 300 million who is just like me. ha. ha. ha. Oh well. I've still got like 6 years before I even need to be thinking about crap like that. I'm still 16. I should live a nice quiet teenage life. too bad I don't want that. I hate caring what people think about me! If that wasn't a problem then I could be who I really am. only that whenever I try, my friends look at me like I'm so "not cool" you know that look? yea. It gets old. really fast. aren't there any COOL people who are serious and mature when needed but know how to actually have fun without caring what people think? I need someone like that to pull me out of my shell and force me to do fun things that I'd never try if it weren't for them.
well. know you know my innermost thoughts. posted on the internet for all to read. i need.
3 comments:
Hey you.
Sometimes it is easier to post things for everyone to see.
I do that.
I love you Rachel. And you will find a husband. Trust me.
:]
-Anja
I don't think you want a guy who is just like you. You know you pretty well - it would be kind of boring.
The beautiful thing about being yourself is that you start attracting the people you need - and who need you. It takes courage tho.
You know what's great about the random people I have no clue who are that posted before me? They're both right.
(Psh, and here I was under the impression that I was a cool friend who wasn't afraid of being who she was and was still mature, (sometimes ;]) but you know, we all have our moments right? ;])
Anyway, I know exactally what you mean love. It's funny, because no matter what we go through, or how much we're not together or whatever, we're kind of like kindered spirits you and I. =]
Basically we rock.
=*
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