Trees

Right now I should be writing my first draft of a ten page long research paper due in a little under two hours. But I'm not.

Instead I'm sitting here in a dorm room with the light off as if it tempt the sun out from beneath the clouds, sitting here wondering about clouds and nebulas and the awesome of subjects I'll never understand.

I think I like them more because they remain mysterious. Like stars? Sure I know they're made of like gas'n stuff but do I really need to know any more about them to look up and go, "damn those are pretty?"

Sometimes when I get so engrossed in something I forget to sit back and appreciate the awesome of life.

Cause honestly go look a tree, touch it, climb it, hug it. It's REAL. Honest to goodness REAL LIFE. I pass by trees everyday and rarely do I appreciate how awesome they are.

So this is me, telling you: that trees?

THEY'RE AWESOME.

Blarg and other truths

So I haven't written.

I'd apologize but I'm sure that's getting old.

So how are you? How've you been? Is that a new hair cut? Hmm? Looks nice.

Just thought I'd pop in and share an anecdote. I've been feeling the urge to, like, detox, expunge, purge, bleed out the chaos rattling around in my brain. I've literally felt like my brain is jammed. As if it's some old fangled timepiece and a spring got loose or tangled or gnawed on by a small creature or what ever it is that effs up the inside of some foreign strange mechanical thing I fail to completely comprehend.

I mean, we're not talking blue screen of death status but still, not completely functional.

ANYWAYS, in summation. My brain is clogged and I'm writing to unclog it; I'm using you. Sorry about that, but it's the way it's got to be.

SO, anecdotes. Now that I'm actually writing this out I'm failing to remember what I was going to mention. Okay so that's a lie. I do remember. I was going to tell you about this EPIC park my friends and I found today. How I had to get up before 7:30 [something I haven't done voluntarily on a Saturday in I don't know HOW long] and walk through the rain to get on a bus to this adorable little town with this epic castle like park. But now? Now I'm not going to.

Well if we're being perfectly honest [for which I can only attest to my own honesty because we all know you're imaginary and imaginary beings have been known to lie like rugs if the mood strikes (this is where you infer that I did NaNoWriMo last November and had quite a few of my characters pull quite a few fast ones)... I don't even remember where I was... all this bracketing nonsense has gotten me lost... oh, honesty. Right.] my brain is still rebelling from the late night/early morning and can't quite summon the giddy emotions that coursed through me before I sat down to, well, write.

But then what can I write about? I think I've done well so far writing about writing about nothing. But, although I could prolly go on like this forever, I doubt you'd be entertained.

And no matter how much I belittle your existence or lack thereof, I do like you guys. I mean in my head? You're awesome. So no more writing about nothing.

I've just realized how ridiculously long it's been since I've updated so mayhaps I'll fill you in on what's been going down.

September: Did the whole college thing. Ate a lot of DC frozen yogurt. Attempted to eat an apple a day.

October: Dressed as Hannah Abbot for Halloween [Hufflepuff; marries Neville... need I say more?]. Volunteered at a small chilluns event. Read a lot of books about earth quakes. BOMBED my International Relations midterm.

November: WON my first ever NaNoWriMo. I think friends may have visited, and I believe I went home for Thanksgiving... but the whole month is a little hazy. My wrists hurt just thinking about it.

December: Survived my first ever College Level Finals, barely. Made friends with some girls in my dorm. Went home for winter break. Lost my 'Read 50 books in a year resolution' [got to 35]. Slept.

January: Resolved to read 50 books this year. Began regularly hanging out/eating with some girls from my dorm [take THAT socially awkward tendencies!]. Began looking for apartments for next year. [insert stress here]

Now it's February [my birthday month if you're at all curious] and I can't believe how fast this year is going. I mean honestly? I'm freaking out. I'm half in the process of about 20 different projects and things and responsibilities and blarg! *sigh

This is making me feel better though. I don't know why but it's so nice to put things down on "paper" and let it out you know?

Really with a little less facebook/fanfiction/neopets[oh did I mention I've become re-addicted?] time I can get a handle on this bundle of chaos I call my life and relax a bit, but my time management has always been a bit shoddy.

I really like this blogging. I need to do it more often. [and HOLY FRAKKIN GOD do I say "I" a lot] Maybe this isn't a good thing. Beginning a project solely devoted to you is slightly more than a little self centered. *sigh

That shall be my other resolve. To blog about the OUT THERE *points. The NOT ME-ness of the world.

Because I know you're not here to hear me blather on about how manically mashed and mangled my brainscape is at the mo'

BLEH.

This is so disorganized.

Very representative of my mental state.

I think I'll stop here.

Let you get on with your non-days.

ps. I've missed you