I don't know whats worse, crying, or getting freakishly angry at odd points in time (such as the middle of Tarzan). I don't know whats wrong with me exactly. I'm perfectly fine! I'm loving life right now and I have a great outlook on my near future.
There's just something about the uncertainty of not knowing what out there past two years from now that scares the bejeezes out of me.
And of course that 4-letter word that scares me even more....love.
I don't even understand myself, how can I even expect someone else to want to try to understand me?
Today was a good day. I worked, cleaned my apartment, found out my short hair can go curly too, crocheted, and talked to my friends. But I'm tired of having good days, I'd like to have great days! Awesome days! Am I there yet?
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