Life is a Roller Coaster

Meheheh.

Life is such a canine of the female gender.

Holy crap...
Well, that was nice. As it lasted. Everyone's dropping like flies. I really hope we last.

Man, I need such a mental break.
Oh, looks like hmm... Spring Break's only another six weeks away. Whoo-hoo.

I love falling in love, yet being in love is such a difficult task to master.
Not to mention the fact that we are impressionable beings and have ideas etc, being thrown into our minds every waking moment.

I only wish that things weren't thrown around so simply, especially when they have such complexity.

And I wish that I wasn't so irritatible.
RawR.

Well, hope you all enjoyed this oh so happy update.
Wait ** shakes thoughts from head** This isn't my Xanga. I don't have to please anyone here. These are my thoguhts.

Well, I think that I am really strange. I have conflicting ideas... Like I'll feel extremes of situations. Here's an example that Jake Proseck and I were perplexing about.... ::
Like if you had a stalker, in some weird, sick, perversed way you'd be flattered... but SCARED at the same time.

*shrugs*

I wish I had time to just sit and think. But I like conversing.
Cavya's buddy profile puts it simlpy:
"The minute conversation stops, she's lost again."

Lost in thought. ^-^ As it should or shouldn't be.

Thinking is dangerous sometimes. It can act as a dictator of your actions. Well, it is the dictator of your actions.

Meanwhile, while the other half of this thought-forsaken brain ponders that for the rest of eternity, tomorrow's Valentine's Day.
I get to spend it with a special someone.

You know, I love this child, my sweetheart, Josh.
But sometimes I wonder...
Now that I've found new light, if I were to go back to the way I was, could I live in sanity?
Like, how on American Idol, there are some people who can't sing at all, they are atrocious, but after they finish, they think they sang amazing... and the only explanation for their reasoning is because all they've heard was themselves... they've never heard any better... but they hear something sweeter... and then after it's gone, they hunger for that.

Yeah, okay, it's a stretch.

-_- >.<>

So I'm scared, right? God, I pray that this cold feeling inside does not linger. I want this to last...
I'm supposed to be happy.


Pfft. I really don't want this to be a calm before the storm.


I'm great, trust me.
I am so thankful.
I'm just scared.
Scared because I might lose you.
Scared because I don't want to mess up.
Scared because you're just one miracle from God that I can never let go of.