|Current mood:|| frustrated|
I have some choice words for life right now...
I was reading for Psychology today (yeah, I've already started doing my hw several minutes before that actual class starts) and I came across this little fun fact, "Even the person you like least is your near-clone, sharing about 99.9 percent of your DNA." That creeps me out, but it's true, and humbling. I don't feel like ranting about how everyone needs to take their opinions of themselves down a notch...but, i don't know, that for some reason really convinced me of the lack of compassion we have for each other, when we're all going through the same things essentially. So, yeah, go cry with someone today, or say thank you, or wear a sign that says, "hey my life sucks too, lets be friends!"
I don't know what God was thinking when he created nostalgia. I mean, it's just sick. I would be perfectly happy right now if I didn't have the occasional waves of memories of football games and band everytime it's cold outside, or if I didn't have to go home and see the pool and think about every darn summer of my life and how amazing it is just to be home and to relax. I really do like it here, the people are soo interesting and classes are not too bad...but geez, eveytime I see people from highschool online, or wawa receipts on the ground, or mexican boys...I wonder why we're not allowed to just forget about it and move on.
So this weekend was fun but crazy. Friday I played tennis sorta haha, then sat on a hill w/ Sarah and watched boys play soccer, then watched a movie w/ a bunch of people. What was interesting about that though, was that the first movie I watch w/ my new Christian friends at my new Christian school, is about killing everyone in the world and saying the F word every five seconds while you do it. Needless to say, we all thoroughly enjoyed it. Hey, we need to rebel too! Um, then I did my community service and picked up rotting watermelons and used tampons for four hours. God bless America. And then, I went home, went to church and then went to this picnic thing and did a praise concert and it was loud and awesome and we were head banging. Oh, and I got to pet sheep.
So, I'm indifferent towards life right now. Sometimes we get along just fine, we hang out, we enjoy eachother, and other times it really ticks me off. Oh well, there's nothing I can do about it, I have to go to class so, you know, happy 911...that was sick Jill...you see what I mean though? Why can't we just help each other get over it and move on...
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