Sun, Oct. 6
... This is bound to be the one
I think I love it most when someone asks "How are you doing?" and really means it, not just as an expression of greeting: "Hey, how's it going?" It gets even better when you answer, "Eh, okay, but not great," because we all know that answers to that question should be honest, and then the conversation goes on from there. But then, later on, they seek you out and ask if you're
really okay, because they couldn't ask earlier, but just wanted to check.
You know, just rhetorically, I like that.
*sigh*
What to say? I don't know anymore. Words are tiring. Then again, isn't everything after a while?
Not getting enough sleep sucks. You can really get behind pretty darn fast.
I think it's time for a new layout. I've had this one ever since just before school started... I want something else for a change. :o) I'm getting far too lazy to design my own--I just want something nicer than what I can design, and I really don't have the time to learn a lot more. Although I really like the clock layout that I had for a while over the summer. Maybe I'll have to bring that one back in a little while. Hmmm... as inspiration runs through her head.
And then disappears.
Oh well. :o)
Why does crying give a headache? Another rhetorical question, of course.
I think that this entry is going nowhere. I have so much to say and so few words to give that I just keep rambling. I want desperately to be able to express it all succinctly and beautifully, but I can't. I can't really even get it out in choppy, unformed sentences. These are the thoughts that come out in tears and sighs, and not much else.
And on that note, I think I'm going to go and do something besides dwell on my strange feelings around here.
I think I want a more cheerful layout, at least for now. I don't feel it, but I want to look it.
infinite || abyss
posted at 1:25 p.m.
