Your Grass is Greener

How is it possible that I could be so miserable when I'm so happy, merely because the thought of being even happier is so close?

You know what? That sucks. Why is there even grass on the other side? This is perfectly good grass.

Love of Animals

After an evening in the company of a vegan I had an incredibly graphic nightmare about killing almost every small animal I love in order to survive. A small monkey first, two guinea pigs, a platypus, strange, cute hybrid versions of small animals that I had never seen before, and others that I am too sad to mention. I woke up feeling so much more sad than in dreams in which I die.

A Real Conversation I had today

"What are they doing tonight? I mean it's Friday night."

"It's not Friday night."

"Wait...Saturday? What night is it?"

"I don't know. I just slept through the entire light part of today."

"I think it's Friday. No, yeah, it's Friday."

"Sure, let's say Friday."

God, breaks from school are messed up in such a good way.

Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly.

I wish I was in a musical instead of real life.

I'm Miserable

I wish breaking up with someone meant you would automatically stop loving them, stop wanting to be around them all the time, stop liking their smile or their smell or their stupid jokes. I wish breaking up with someone didn't mean you would have to be lonely, would have to constantly reassure yourself that you made the right decision, that sooner or later this sadness you've inflicted upon yourself will be worth it. I wish I wasn't so sure that this had to happen. I wish I really could second guess myself and go back to him.

I am completely miserable.

It's Official

My mom will not take me seriously if I date another guy named Jerem(e)y.

It's that time of year

Yes, I am having uncontrollable desires to watch "Love Actually."