Righting To Write My Life

When I'm bored and feel like I need to waste my time doing something completely unconstructive, I read over my own blog like a journal. And I suppose in a sense that's what it is, right? It just suprises me how varying and polar my moods are, even throughout a day. There are days when I jsut feel so good, and life is wonderful.. and then I just feel so shitty. I'm starting to think about what is causing all of this. Are there particular things that jus bring my mood down? I think it's easy to say "oh, those crazy hormones!" but I'm not sure how much that pulls anymore. I know what makes me happy, I know what doesn't.

I used to keep a journal, a written one. But then I found out my mom had read a part of it, because one day she was acting odd, and asked me a very personal question about something that happened a really long time ago. It's such a violation. You know, if you're going to read my fucking journal, don't mention things to me about it. What a bitch. That makes me angry. Ok. No angry feelings Susanne. Let's think about something different.

Everything is moving so fast.
It would be nice if things just s l o w e d down a bit.
So that I could catch up.

Wow. "Danny Boy" is not the most uplifting song to be listening to right now. Umm... change track. Yeah. That's more like it. I good bounce in a song is all I need to get me going again.

Anyways, the plan is to keep doing what makes me happy.

Yay! I just remembered! I'm going to have someone to eat dinner with this Tuesday! No more being alone in the dining hall.... haha. I'm so pathetic. I love it.