[standby] distraction.

I don't know what words I
want to put down. But I figured if I start typing maybe they'll find their way to the page.

The Ocean Sky by ~desmondWOOT

It's been a really rough week and I don't even know why.

I keep messing up at work, with no reason behind it. I wish i had even the slightest excuse but there is none. It's giving me a serious case of self doubt, and just leading to more problems than I would like.

Nothing is helping really. My roommate's been an ear to listen, which is great, but at the same time he probably thinks I'm making a bigger deal out of this than it needs to be. Which granted, I probably am.

Then there are things I want to talk about, but not with anyone I know. For some reason I just don't trust anyone, not even you dear reader, with this information. Part of me feels like if i just ignore it, it'll go away. Not needed for discussion or anything. At the same time, it's a feeling I don't want to lose of give up on. People bring it up with me, unknowingly and vaguely, but it has been brought up.

There is a part of me that wants to tell Zach, he above everyone else has a right to know. We haven't talked in so long, and I don't know if I want written evidence of what I have to say. Still leaving me in a bind.

never realized blogger had a labels limit. i went way over and had to cut back. #roughtimes

the page of swords

why? it was the first card that came to mind.

humans, all of you shall die by *demitasse-lover

and oddly enough, it's fairly relevant to how i'm feeling.
mentally restless, curious, energetic.

Ok, considering that I've been laying in bed all day, that last one may not apply too well.

I've got a lot on my mind lately. from trying to accomplish everything for a show, to figuring out my life once my summer job ends. 

side note. my sinuses just cleared up and i can breath crazy well. like woah crazy.

It's finally the end of the week, and I still feel like i have a million things to do before i go to sleep.

an unrealistic love story

Normally, I wouldn't consider myself one for sappy romantic ways of meeting. However, I watch too much television and read too many books.

All I want is to meet someone the old fashioned way. Without any help from dating websites, apps, or dating services.

prince charming by =starlit-sky

Ideally, and might I note most unrealistically, I would meet my prince charming at a masquerade party. Like you would see in movies. It would start just with casual bump ins: the food table, the coat check, the picture line (there's always someone talking pictures right?) Conversation would develop with each run-in. Something cheesy like "we need to stop meeting like this," and seemingly flirty. Naturally since it's a masquerade neither of us would know who we're talking to. Eventually as the night wears down and people start to leave my friends I came with would be dancing with their own respective others.

That's when, in true rom-com cliche, he would find me sitting alone at a table and ask me to dance just in time for the last song. It would be great and end in a fantastic kiss.

Here's where in traditional movie fashion. Something would cause both of us to part ways without ever knowing who it was we were dancing with. Leaving the party with just the memory of meeting a great guy and having a perfect night.

Sadly with the odds of that happening, I'm better off winning the lottery in every state this side of the Mississippi.