I don't know how I feel about this. Everything. God, I came here with so much to say and forgot all of it immediately. It's 2:39 in the morning. I should be sleeping. I'm never asleep at this hour...
I'm waiting for something in my life to work out for once. But I'm tired of waiting.
My mind is a jumble right now, so I'll just start with the easy stuff.
I just watched some of the meteor shower. I'd love to go out there and watch it more, but it's too damn cold and pretty lonely. I did see a few meteors though, which is cool since I've never seen a meteor shower. However, they were faint, few, and far between.
I've seen one shooting star in my life. I'm sure I've talked about it before. It wasn't even dark yet, it was just getting dark. I happened to be looking in the right place, and a shooting star (which is really just a meteor) shot across the sky. It only lasted for a half a second, but it was pretty bright, unlike these meteors tonight. I guess the unexpected ones are better.
I made a wish on that "shooting star." It never came true. Which is funny, because, as much as I'm not superstitious, I wished on 11:11 once, and it actually did come true. Too bad it came true when I didn't want it to anymore. Now, if I catch myself looking at the time at 11:11, I make a wish. It's never a wish for me though. I used to wish for somebody else. I wished they were happy. I don't know if it ever came true. I think it did. But now I always spend my wishes wishing for other people's happiness and well-being and whatnot. Be careful what you wish for - if it's for yourself.
I've got my cards drawn for my Tumblr friends. I'm going to paint them tomorrow. Then I'm going to start painting all these other paintings I've got in mind. Let's see... I've got at least seven paintings that I need to get done before Sunday. And then I need to paint six more before Christmas. Then I've got two more to paint just some time during the break. How many is that? Fifteen paintings, not counting the four for my Tumblr friends. I'm definitely going to make these fairly small. The Tumblr ones are about 3x5 and the rest of them will probably be a little bigger than that, but smaller than 8x11. Why am I even saying all this...?
I watched The Yellow Handkerchief last night. I actually really liked it. I don't like Kristen Stewart, but her acting in this movie was better than her acting in the Twilight movies. Eddie Redmayne, though, is a great actor. I've seen several of his movies and have liked all of them. This movie was really good.
So, my mom doesn't like Pamp. She says "there's just something about him..." [that she doesn't like]. I kind of know what she's talking about. But I like him. He's good to me. Too bad, though... He's leaving. My mom says I should date someone else. And by someone else, she said a specific person. I don't know how many times I'm going to have to tell her that he and I will never date.
What else has been on my mind lately...?
I've got a lot of school-related issues on my mind. I don't want to talk about any of it though. It's boring stuff and it really stresses me out just thinking about it. God, I can't wait til May 20.
So, after high school, I plan to move to Nashville. I'll be eighteen and starting college soon. I don't know if I want to live on campus or have an apartment. The upside of an apartment is that I can live there over the summer and stuff, and I don't have to have any kind of rules or curfew. A dorm, however, is on-campus (so, close) and included in tuition (meaning I don't have to worry about rent right away).
I don't know. Now I'm just rambling. Oh, well. My blog - I'll do what I want~
I'm not going to proofread this long-ass post, so it's probably full of grammar, spelling, and mechanical errors. I should probably sleep... I'm really tired. But I want to keep typing.
Was this a complete thought? I hope so. I feel I can never complete a thought anymore.
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