hey everyone. i'm depressed. majorly. it's like my life is just one big thing of suck, you know? i bet that if you gathered my day-to-day feelings in a jar and unleashed them upon the economy, America would kick ass (to make up for the suck job Bush has done the past eight years).
and the even worse thing is, that i don't even know what my problem is. i was told by my dad that this is the worst part of your life. now i seen his reason.
and i'm not just being petty like the 'omg, i can't gert the new mercedes 2009, i hate my life!' or 'omg, i'm, like, failing math!' sort of thing. i just don't really know who i am, or what it's all about (don't you dare say the hokey pokey). what i'm doing here. and i think my family hates me. and my friends. and i just. don't. know.
how do people live like this, in the world we have? it's all just so confusing.
i love this blog because i odn't think there's anyone else, or anything else, i can really talk to. if i spoke to anyone i konw, they would judge me, or not understand, or avoid me. i know this sounds petty, but it's true.
i am also aware that no one will probably ever read this blog, either. oh, well. i believe that in some way, it gives me some peace of mind. like that sone 'peace of mind' by boston. love that band. i'm kinda a music junkie. the first thing i wanna know about a person is - what kind of music do you like? who are some of your favorite bands? heaven forbid should you like country! (bleck). ha ha.
Closing Word
who am i to question how someone live their life? or to guestion what they believe, or what they do, or how they do things? doesn't everybody have a right to their own mind? to their own opinions and thoughts and actions?
email me at sittinginanenglishgarden13@gmail.com for thoughts
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