Yes, I have issues. Which one would you like to hear about?

So today I found out that the guy I have really liked for the past month might actually be gay. Well, at least I have better taste than most people do. Gay guys are AWESOME! boo-ya!

We are in the world of make believe.....

So today was and was not a good day. Tons of snow, a plus, for an early release. An ex boyfriend who's hanging around is still a little sensitive for you, bad. Well, this is a terrible post cause I'm a little down. ANYWAY, today was also confusing because I like someone. A lot. And I really shouldn't. Well, I'll chat about that later.

ta-ta.

Monday mornings suck.

And so here we go. Monday. yuck.

Woke up at six. Definitely not a great start. Then off to another day at lovely middle school. Eighth grade is butter to my biscuit. I don't believe anybody really, truly knows me there, without lies or cover-ups. Possibly a few close (of not so close) friends know most of it.
Anyway, today I had to fulfill a bet. This one was a toughie. I was told to go up to a kid I don't know very well and say something incredibly random. What was this incredibly random thing, you ask?

"The octopus's are coming. Be warned."

Yeah. And this was my mom who bet me that I wouldn't do it.

I did.

Well, mom, isn't it nice to know that your daughter has zero self-preservation in the social department? At least I have confidence....Well, it doesn't matter anyway. Everybody there already thought I was insane a long time ago.

Uno momento, por favor

When in thought, which is not very often, I have ideas. Sometimes, actual, brilliant ideas. I never write them down, though, and they slip away like a greased pig in a mud pen. Not that you would know what that is like.

I love sounding smart, and that also doesn't happen very often. But using big words makes me feel important, even though I can usually never think of them fast enough in regular conversation.

I can have wit, but only if I'm in a certain mood and with the right people.

So, this is me, a dreamer, procrastinator, and potential something. I just don't know what that something is.

Oh yeah, I adore my handwriting and Chinese food. I fall in love much too easily, but tend not to believe all I hear. I cry, laugh, doubt, sing, and pretty much live. I'm just not very good at it.

Launching.....5. 4. 3. 2. 1

Well folks, this is pretty interesting. To begin with, this blog is not going to be anything out of the ordinary. I'm a normal, everyday muggle girl who loves writing and acting. And now onto my bloggishness......

Today was fairly normal.

I woke up and decided it's not fair how your bed seems more comfortable when you're supposed to get out of it then when you first lay down at night. I layed their curled into a ball for a good half hour, yelling at myself in my head, until I finally got up to get my daily dose of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Lovely.

I sat agitated for a few minutes after breakfast determining what to do. Today is Sunday, and I had no work to do. So, I was fairly certain that "Julie & Julia" would cheer me to bits.

....And that's what gave me the idea for a blog.....

Gracias Julie Powell for the tremendous inkling of knowledge.

This is Clemintine Dasies signing off.