I miss blogging. I get so sidetracked with Facebook that I don't blog. That's quite depressing. But at least life isn't so depressing anymore. I have given up on my Inspirational Quotes of the Day because they pretty much suck, so I'll just use a different one.
Quote of the Day:
"When you can't remember why you are
hurt, that's when you are healed." --Jane Fonda
I haven't forgotten why I'm hurt; I just like that quote. This one describes it a little better:
"I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired." --
The White Tie Affair
I'm sick of hurting so I won't. I'm starting over, without him, and the drama that weighs more than he does. It feels really great to be so happy and single and happy to be single. Nothing's going to screw this up. I made some great new friends, and I'm already so screwed up that I'm constantly afraid of trusting them and screwing up and having them disappear like bunnies in a black hat. I'm getting over it and it's going well, so if you mess with me, you will hurt. Severely. Worse than I did. I'll make sure of it. =)
Today was so sunshineyyy. It put me in such a good mood this afternoon. I felt so free. It cleaned me of all the bad thoughts and bad moods and bad hair days of the past month and I just blasted Legally Blonde the Musical on my mp3 while I walked home. I opened the shades while I practiced the solo that I am making up for no reason to Sorry by Maria Mena. It's such a pretty song and my dance to it is coming out so good. Unfortunately, the only thing that MIGHT happen with the dance is making it my solo for the school Dance Showcase next year or it could become my competitive solo for next year...we'll see. I'm doing it for me and that's all that matters. That I'm having fun dancing around in my living room in my dad's knee socks with the shade open on a sunny day.
After dancing around my 65 degree house in shorts, a cami, and knee socks, I went on the computer and wrote the alphabet note. It was really fun, because the questions weren't like "What hurts you right now" or "Do you miss anyone." They were easy kindergarten questions, like "Your favorite color? Your favorite animals?" Like Zac and Vanessa. I responded with many answers to every question, because then I actually knew what to write about. But now I can't and it is bugging me so much! Now I have no clue what to write about. At all. I have no poetic inspiration or any new facts to report. Besides the fact that junior guys aren't as scary as you think...I. Gots. Nothing.
So I guess I'm off to work on my dance some more. If I think of anything more to write, you know I'll keep you posted.
Love,
~~~Soyjoy ~~~
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