Ok, I'm awake now. The sad truth is that I am at school, in the library, in the 'coolest' section of computers, at the third computer from the end of the row. I am not alone in the sense that there are people around me, but I am alone in the sense that I have no supersexy vampire boyfriend. Heck, I don't even have a mildly attractive human boyfriend. There is no frappachino, no waves rolling lazily onto the shore. I am not Rosalie Hale, I am Helen Rose, and my life is truly uninteresting.
Well maybe that last part isn't true. My life isn't uninteresting, there are things going on, but nothing that are making me uncontrollably happy. Things are going well, I suppose, but nothing is really happening. I'm content, but not giddy. I'm in some kind of purgatory, I think. I am not morbidly depressed, or even upset -usually- therefore I can't write anything of consequence aside from the occasional blog. Long story short, I'm bored.
I think I need to rectify that. I hate being bored, and I hate doing nothing when I could be doing something so much more productive. I need a social life. So consider this my cry for help:
Someone come and kidnap me! (As long as you're not like a serial killer or whatever, that would be bad.) But seriously, come kidnap me and we'll go to the beach. (Or Starbucks, or Italy, I'm really good with either alternative.) Just save me from the monotony of Floral Design and nothing in particular. I neeeeed a change!!!
Hahahaha. That probably sounded like really pathetic. Probably better suited for my emo blog, but I haven't updated this one in a while, and the whole beach fantasy wasn't really emo, now was it?
Its Monday. That's probably why I'm in such a funk. Not to mention my total lack of sleep -maybe I actually am a vampire- and the seventy billion milligrams of caffeine I've had today. Oh, and Justin totally added insult to injury last night when he practically begged me to be his best friend -his term, not mine- and I had to convince him that I want nothing to do with him. I mean, I have enough friends -even though I don't see most of them as much as I'd like.
Ooh, and before I can get my phone back -not even my phone, Rufus is dead as
I think I'm running on empty, that's what they call it, right? I need a break. I need a change. I need to figure out what's wrong, even though nothing really feels like its wrong, I'm just....discontent. I that's the right word.
So what I'm really trying to say is that I am going to take a break. I'm not going to blog on here a lot, because I'm running out of really cheerful, bubbly, unimportant topics to discuss. So I'll talk to you later. Peace, loves.