I don't care if the world ends. As long as I can see the stars, I think I'll be okay.

I have this really odd feeling that something bad is going to happen. Something really bad. All these natural disasters, and now this cold Florida weather. Everything feels off and wrong. I hope I'm not right.

Three cheers for two years

I really hate it when people are mad for no apparent reason. And better yet, they don't talk about it until they are boiling with anger and just aren't very reasonable. I admit, I do that as well. It's just.....ugh! Something about this week is driving me crazy! From geography homework to changing the background on my phone 10 times, I can't seem to get anything right. The weather has altered my thinking and mood most of the time (only because the sun wasn't out and it was cold as...well...hell I guess) And now my schedule is the only thing I can seem to get right. And maybe that isn't such a good thing. If only there was a pause button so I could stay in some time for a little and sit some hot chocolate or something and relax instead of having to worry about what I'm going to do in the proceeding minutes. It's constant and overwhelming. There's always so much going on everyone and all you want to do is take it all in and not miss a thing by blinking. What to do...what to do.....

I always fantasized about being someone different. How everything on me was imperfect somehow. How I needed to be the all-american girl with the perfectly toned legs and the flat stomach and beautiful hair. It's a hard standard to strive to. You could work out all you want, but never reach that standard. It's where anorexia and bulimia started. Women felt they needed to be skinny to be accepted or loved. It's hard to watch someone waste away like that. Now little kids are being sucked into the world of perfect and "beautiful." And parents are suppose to teach these children that you don't need to be a size 0 to be happy. Every human being on this earth, big or small, is beautiful and I wish people would see that.

Decidophobia: Fear of making decisions.

I really wish I could just pick one path and love it. But I'm always on the in between where there's these voices pushing you toward a certain path. These voices, they promise success and glory. It's hard to ignore them sometimes, but it's all about tuning out unnecessarily noise.

I can't really concentrate on homework tonight. And my grades are proof of that.....But I've been really down and out these days (yeah, I just quoted the academy is) I really want to escape from all this. From my feelings, and probably from a couple people too. I just want to lay and soak up the sun in the freezing weather.All I want to do right now is redecorate and sleep and kiss.