Yes, so I think I might be going crazy.

So, after the past hellish week, it's finally spring break, and I'm edgy in a bad way and snotty in a gross way. 

On the bright side, I'm seeing Drive-By Truckers at the Music Farm tomorrow night. Woo, I guess.

Some people have kind of been grating on my nerves a bit more than usual as of late. Not sure if it just feels like it since I've been kind of irritable because of anxiety and allergies/coldishness, but some people just really get on my nerves sometimes. However, I find that the good times generally outweigh the bad with the people that I genuinely like- especially outside of school. Man, I hate that place. There are so many people there that I'd like to know better, but I'm usually so down and nervous and angsty that I just don't generally.

OH WELL, BEST JUST FORGET IT. Avoid your problems and eventually they'll just magically go away, right?

Speaking of problems, prom should be interesting. Still not sure if I'm even going or not. I really don't want to go stag, but I don't know who I'd ask otherwise, considering the only people I could imagine liking enough to ask, I don't know very well.

Meh.

Anyway, here's to looking for stuff to do over spring break! I need ideas, especially since Rhett's out of town and I may go crazy if I end up spending every day with Dave (no offense, Dave - you know you're my man whore). So, here's to that I guess.

Woo.

Goddamnit I love Third Eye Blind. 

Today was really fucking great. Woke up, had some breakfast, took a shower, left the house at about 2 PM and didn't come back until about 12:30 AM. 

Hung out with Susan for the first time in forever, met up with Dave and Lindsey and hung out with them with Susan and her sister for a while until they had to leave, then hung out with Dave and Lindsey some more, then went to Bricks to eat right after eating Subway, then stopped by Mosaic for a few minutes to say hey to Ariana and see when I'm working next week, then went to Town Center and learned that the 930 showing of 300 was sold out (WHAT THE HELL?!), saw a couple people from newspaper along with a couple other cameos, finally rushed to Movies at Mount Pleasant to see a 940 showing of 300, and then drove home with everybody and came down from my massive sugar/caffiene high.

And in this fleeting moment, I truly love my life.

If I could change one thing about my high school years, I would have switched to Wando for my freshman year so I'd have a better chance to get to know people, since there really are some great people out there (plus I'd avoid some of the scarring of Bishop England, but that's another story altogether). There are times when I think that I'm alone and sad and pathetic, and that I'll never be able to truly relate with anyone on this earth. Days like today are the times that I realize how much total bullshit all of that is. How much bullshit that I constantly have running through my brain. This is the stuff that I worry about? This is the stuff that's driving me to see a psychologist and pull out my hair and think all kinds of sad, crazy shit? Fuck that. As cliche as it might sound, life's too fucking great to spend it worrying about trivial shit like I constantly do. I use strong language here because this is something that I desperately need to remember, more than just about anything else. Life. Is. A. Wonderful. Thing. So don't spend what little time you have occupying yourself with stupid bullshit. Life is great. Just let things happen like they're meant to happen.

I'm really not tired at all right now, but I don't feel like writing about minute details of my life that really don't matter to me at the moment.

Time to cut the bullshit and see what can come of all of this.

I love life.

*insert angst here*

How the fuck is it already 1:30? 

Goddamn.

I really don't like sleeping at night.

I'm still wide awake as shit. Leave a comment or phone me or IM me or something. 

Shouldn't have had that Starbucks earlier, I guess. BAD, DAVE. BAD. CAFFIENE. BAD. 

BAD.