Each Day....

... is a battle within me.

... is filled with worry.

... I am plagued by my doubts.

... can be better.

... will be better...

Once I learn to be content.

How the heck long do you think that's going to take?

Hmmmm....

Okay, there's nothing worth reading on my blog anymore. I officially have nothing interesting to say- not to you, not to the world, and not even to myself... EEEEEEK!

Today has been one of the busiest days of my life, but it has also been very productive (in case you were wondering). I'm sitting at my desk wondering which subject of homework to tackle next, listening to Keith Urban (thank you, auntie), and contemplating whether or not to get a job this semester.

... And now I don't have anything else to say. (That sentence started with "And", and this sentence started with a parenthesis... yuck.)

Am I... Weird?

Dear Blog-

I'm sorry I have neglected you. Life has become so busy, and even in the summer when it wasn't... anyways. But now I am back, and I'm already lulled by the sound of the soft typing of my ugly hands on the keyboard.

I used to complain and feel sorry for myself because my life was "too simple". Maybe I didn't feel as if enough people cared about me; maybe I didn't feel as if I "did" enough things on the weekend (life back then wasn't filled with homework). But then I read something that truly changed my life. "I am too blessed to be unhappy." There is wisdom in those words. For many months now I have honestly been searching for the good in life- because we truly see what we are looking for.

I find that now I have nothing really worth saying, but since this is a journal, I have to fill it with silly nothings.

Today, I took a break from homework for a while to watch Eclipse (n. one of the most pathetic movies in the world). I know, I know... Crazy. Anyways, my brain turned into mashed potatoes, I am quite sure of it.

Last weekend I found out that I got accepted to the State Space and Aerospace Scholars. It's a special honors class, and could quite possibly be the most nerdy thing that I've ever even thought about doing. But it's a good opportunity, and will look great on my transcript.

Christmas break is coming! I'm so excited about it! I found out that- instead of only 1 week- it is 2 WHOLE WEEKS LONG and I am almost to the point where I am speechless about it. Almost.

... When I think about Christmas break, I think about what happens after it. And that plaguing, horrible nightmare would be called Finals Week. Tests are absolutely the bane of my existence- especially when they count as 20% of your grade and 100% of what the heck colleges will think of you in a few years.

On that happy note, I must bid you adieu... (I spelled that right my first time.) But I will be back, because I need the therapy that journal-writing brings.

Sincerely,

Randomness Squared