ew, boredom.

Answer me this: WHY am I bored with life? Honestly, I wake up in the mornings and I don't look forward to the day. I don't dread it, despite the absence of caffeine inside my bod-ay at the time. I just feel blah, and YUCK, why is that? Something's missing from my life. Maybe I'm just being paranoid and I haven't realized rain has the effect of depression upon people, but hellll is it required for a Seattlian to be suicidal simply due to the weather or something? Hmmph. I'm tired of people yet I still consider myself a people-person? Whatev, whatev. Perhaps I'm just growing up and coming to the conclusion that life isn't all that it's made up to be. I'm facing reality for the first time, and I'm finding out on my own that it's one big let down.

Iunno, but I do know that I'm currently craving some spice in my life.
I wanna live life on the edge but opportunity isn't really presenting itself.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, the end. I'm oh so annoying when I'm restless.

Praying for a rainy day to stay in bed inside
Always looking for a way to medicate your life
Searching for a revelation
Avoid another confrontation
You struggle. You struggle.
You struggle. You struggle.
Standing on tomorrow at the end of yesterday
In between the sorrow and elation of today
Caught up in the black and white
Why do you put up such a damn good fight
You struggle. you struggle.
You struggle. you struggle.

Some day/One day/Some day/One day/No more worry/No more pain/Some day/One day

Everything is by design
God's perfect tapestry
There's nothing you or I could do to stop your destiny
Everyday I'm praying for you
That's the way I show I sure do love you
You struggle you struggle





Praying for a rainy day to stay in bed inside.
Praying…

February14th, WHA?

I have one thing to say and I will say it loud.
Valentine's Day fucking sucks. You know why? If you're single, it just reminds you all damn day long that you don't have a valentine, a single boy in the world who would choose to shower you with attention opposed to any other female. Then if you're happily taken, why do you need a holiday just to celebrate that you love& care for each other? I mean, Come. On.

Riiidonkidonk.
BOO on today. Boo on the cliche idea of a single red velvet rose, boxes of chocolate [helllo 389128912 calories, and then the boyfriends will bitch when we start lookin NOT anorexic, and then we start to treadmill, lose boob fat and they bitch some more! *shakes head* Ohhh,boyfrans]. Boo on Hallmark holidays that require girls to threaten relationships if their sweetie doesn't surprise them with 10 lbs. of unnecessary shit?
Call me unusally far from a hopeless romantic, but you know, whatever.
JUSS SAYIN'

oh, cali. oh, sunshine. oh, StephenLCKristin.

I was standing in checkout at Safeway the other day, fantasizing personal reality of size 00 pants I assumed miss Longoria was struttin' in this USWeekly shot, and the typical of gossiping via verizon wireless, when this lady started making smalltalk with me. She asked me how the weather was 'down there' and I stared at her like an idiot. I was all whaaaaat, until she clarified south Cali, where I was obviously from, I mean wasn't I? I laughed. She apparently thought I flaunted a californian status, with my tan .. my natural blonde curls .. my laidback vibe? I DON'T EVEN KNOW, but I laughed and told her I was a born washingtonian.

Weird. But I got to thinking, and I came to realization: I can see myself one place in the world opposed to anyyywhere else. And that's Cali. You don't even know how much I crave it on a daily basis, I don't think it's healthy. I dream of sunshine and when the weather here delivers it, I about shit myself with happiness. Ahhh, the palm trees, the overboard of heat, the constant laying out and basking in the sun, real live SAND and ocean and sunglasses. Talk about opportunity of opening your linen closet and having more than two or three beach towels!! AH, hello Heaven. I get giddy thinking about Laguna/Huntington everywhere around there. Hence my reasoning behind pursuing a worthy spring break this year, and doing everything in my power to convince the parents to take their little princess to her paradise.

It's getting quite ridiculous actually. Maybe if I love it so much down there and it truly satisfies my unsatisfication of Seattle weather, I'll seduce a naive boy and sneak into his mansion so my parents can't bring me home. Yay! for courtney is brilliant.

that's all I had to say. Just the usual of confessin' my hate for my rainy hometown, and my passionate love for where I dream of living in a mere 3 yrs. NOW. Anyone up for a LB marathon? Lalalala, SUCHA GOOD MOOD (:

life is what you make of it.

You've heard it from your parents, you've heard it from the media, and guess what? You're gonna damn well hear it from me: Life is what you make of it, and it's as simple as that.
Quit bitchin' about your nonexistent social life when you can easily go out and make friends and go out on the town. Quit bitchin' about the lack of moola, when helllo, have you ever heard of jobs pay you.. ya know, money? Get off your lazy butt and get one. Quit bitchin' about being overweight and take a lap, tubby. Work it off, honey!! All people do is bitch these days, and in all honesty, I laugh. It's not that it entirely affects or bothers me, it just ignites me to think. You look at yourself in the mirror and are ashamed of what you've becomed over the years? Start to change. You miss the past? Visit those who defined it, and reminisce. You dream of going to UFC and makin' it big? Start off by actually working your ass off in school, and proving your future by your grades.
I could go on and on, but honestly, I'm in this wonderful mood, and I probably sound quite hypocritcal right now [I want to drive, but guess who seems to find everything else to waste her time with BESIDES hittin up the DMV? Hahahaha, "I lost the book, Momma."], but I'm in this with the world.
I blog to teach the world, but mostly myself a lesson.

Life lesson #38902001: Life has nowhere to lead when you choose it's not worth your time.

rawrawrawrrrrrrRRRR.

"Ever since we first came here, I knew I'd fall in love with the place. You know, I could never sick of it."

Home Sweet Home, I wanna go home.