Do blogs really need a topic? Betcha that title caught your eye. Don't worry, I'm not getting any. Kings of Leon has been taking over my life the last few days. I have nothing to write about...though through my ramblings I'm sure I can come up with something.
Today was one of those days where it wasn't bad, but it wasn't great either. Have you had one of these? A day where it will blend in to the abyss of forgotten yesterdays...the days where when we are counting our last hours on earth, will be the days we wish we could have back. Yup, it was one of those. An unfortunate waste. Or was it?
Sometimes I wonder why we have these kind of days. If life is so short why wouldn't God want each day to be amazingly great? It probably has something to do with US going out and making each day amazing...but who's got the energy for that? And why doesn't He make amazingness a little more obtainable? I get the whole idea of pursuing happiness...but at the same time things never really work out the way I want them to...(until years later I'll figure out why God was "keeping" those things from me...God winks, I think they are called,)...damn you instant gratification. Maybe its thoughts like this that drive people crazy.
I got caught by 2 parents wanting to bitch, and one tongue lashing email by another overly obsessed prick of a father that claims "he's not overbearing"...just like all the crazy's say. Ugh. Fucking morons. All in a day's work.
Boy update...no big changes since the party. Some sparse texting, and over flirting at practices, but I am still not sure if he hooked up with that other chick after the party. I'll admit she's cute-ish, and skinny. I'd like to think I'm cuter, smarter, older, wiser, more athletic, etc....but what does it all count for? Nothing when it comes down to it. I'm still holding out for the best, but I have moments of fear and doubt....then I see him flash one of those brilliant smiles, and I'm all mushy again. I wonder what he would do if he knew he was blogged about. LOL.
A friend of mine tagged me in one of those dreaded "25 random things" on Fbook (technically, 5 people have tagged me, I supposed I'll get around to it). She mentioned something that caught my attention. She wrote: #10. One of my biggest pitfalls is too often letting myself think life is a movie or a song. First thing, I don't think its all that bad to think of life that way. Yes, depending on the movie, or song, obvi. I only wish my life would turn out like "The Holiday", or better yet, "Anchorman". I think that music affects my life more than I care to admit. I can go from happy to sad in one song. I read way too deeply into lyrics, and I love that. Music is words that your heart can't say.
I've taken some NightQuil...Here's to pursuing happiness, believing in our hopes and dreams, and big brilliant smiles that you can lose yourself in.
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