Minds Over Their Matter

I have a lot on my mind. Or more like, a lot of the same thing. Or things.

I feel like I'm constantly striving to understand something that I can never ask questions about; that I'm totally outside of.

And on the one night of the year thus far that I feel like I want to be alone, I can't be. I'm stuck here. And on the one night that I want to either sit here, reflect, and just go to sleep, I'm stuck studying for a test I want to do well on.

Justin asked me tonight if I was sad. I'm not really. I guess I'm just not as happy as I want to be right now, and I just don't want to wait for what I want to hear.

On a different note: I played tennis today, ate some ice cream, and now have crab-and-spinach enchiladas in my refridgerator. It was pretty fun, I have to admit. Even the very serious death threat towards my friend from her neighbor ended up being oddly entertaining. We got a few jokes out of it. I think she might tell the police about that.

Plus, my dreams have been incredibly fucked up. Incredibly. Maybe it was the mushrooms last night.