7/5/09

It's 2:21 in the morning, and I'm wide awake watching The Emperor's New Groove. I feel like such a little kid this morning. I haven't decided if that's due to my pink and orange tie-dye blanket or the fact that I'm pretending to be a butterfly wrapped up within this bright cocoon. Yesterday was such a headspin. I'm getting really frustrated with people lying and putting all of their shit on me. I don't deserve to constantly take the heat for everything, when I'm unintentionally helping them to get what they want. Oh well, life goes on. The fireworks were great, like usual. The smoke is so overwhelming though. I need to invent smokeless fireworks. Mental note made. My glasses are kind of crooked, and I'm not sure why. I probably fell asleep with them on earlier when I napped the afternoon away semiconsciously. I wasn't able to fully fall asleep because I'm addicted to the History Channel and they had a Haunted Houses special on. I like talking on the phone, especially when conversation just flows. People make me so worried. I don't understand any of you. None. Once I finally think I've got my mind wrapped around your ways and your intentions, you throw me a curveball. Please just stay honest with yourself, because God knows I'll never be the one you're loyal to. My thoughts are so short and spontaneous. I was being Mario earlier. Black comb mustache and all, very authentic. Time to go curl up and look at the moon. Life is good. Even when you stab me in the back and fill my gut with worries and pain way past the level of intensity my sixteen year old mind should be dealing with, life is good. You can't take that away from me.