I had a real thought provoking conversation the other day with one of my friends. We were talking about our lives and he (no names, to protect the innocent) was able to simply pinpoint the happiest time of his life. Now i have been giving this topic a lot of thought lately and i still haven't been able to come up with a period in my life where everything just clicked. Now if the subject was the worst period of my life- a few days come to mind, days which i'd rather forget...but thats a tale for another time....High school was pretty good to me, but then again i refuse to believe that the best days of my life were spent anywhere near such infamous names as Brent, Henry, Nasjuha, and Bonnie Lindenmyer. Plus i feel like i have evolved tremendously since then and i try and distance myself from Mac related things. I certainly dont see how my current college/Saf-T-Swim status would be labeled "great" considering how i want to swallow a bullet more than half the time...so i sit hear scratching my head wondering if the glory days will ever come...sure, I could think of a few good days scattered through the yrs but thier hasn't been a group of days..i havent had that life altering epiphany yet where everything gels and my life runs like a well oiled machine. I'm not asking for a happily ever after deal- just a good stretch where my heads in the clouds for a bit...i think i deserve it or rather i need it. Hopefully my best days are yet to come and if/when they do arrive i will be waiting.
In another analysis of myself i see that i am astonishingly anti-social ...those of you that know me are already more than aware of the fact that i never answer/return phone calls. Well it gets deeper. I'm always online but unless im in a fantastic mood ill never IM you. For the most part I always wait to be IM'd even if i have something important to say. (thier are a few people i do Im every now and then but i assure u, u are the minority). This is coupled with the fact that only a few people can even see if im online or not. I know i have written about this b4 but its an aspect of my personality that i dont like and am trying to change..kind of...(warning bathroom story coming up)Another interesting tidbit is that i almost never go to the bathroom anywhere but my house...i dunno why but i only get the urge to do my damn thing at home..i could be out for hours but once i walk through my front door- i get the urge to do some target practice or drop a bomb. Anyway I had to do my business at school today- a first for me. I tried to hold it in but i couldnt, so in between classes i went into the busy bathroom and walked into a stall- put paper down on the seat (like a homo) and did my business, all of a sudden the toilet flushes- I had no idea that it flushes automatically- cool right? i thought so. then as i put more paper in- it flushed again. and this cycle continued for 2 more flushes. I didnt wanna leave the stall cuz 4 flushes is just too embarassing- i felt like people were waiting for me outside either gonna staire me down or give me a round of applause. i actually waited it out till it quieted down and then i washed my hands and left- but thats wierd too cuz then it looks like i just left w/o flushing. i dunno- thats why i i try not to go to the bathroom anywhere but my house, its less nerve racking that way. (i didnt mean to bring up that story but somehow we just got there)
My moms family is fighting again- they do it from time to time. its sort of comical to me b/c it used to happen just on holidays but now its becoming more frequent. My granparants are mad at my cousins which resulted in my aunt siding with her daughters and now they are trying to get the whole family involved. My cousin is getting married this summer and my grandparents allegidly said they'd pay for the shower but now they're saying they never said that. But the catch is that they did pay for my other cuz's shower so its like how cna u pay for 1 and not the other? im sure this will end in a very loud but entertaining easter.
I hate the snow..i hate everything about it. Snow may look white and beautiful to some but to me its cancer of the sky. i was dreading the drive home cuz my car is a deathbox in snowy weather.. what the hell is a deathbox? anyway, the ride home really wasnt that bad except for once where i hit the brake and skidded for about a half of a mile.. as long as im alive i dont care. Tommorow ill be shoveling 2 houses and then sippin some hot coccoa and chillaxin (lol) for the rest of the day.
time to catch some Z's
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