on the bathroom floor

Blogger is eternally screwed up. Anyway.

I wonder what life'd be like if we spoke in speech bubbles. The words'll just pop up in spaces above our heads and cool words will never be lost on lame or unconfident tongues. We'll never have to worry about stammering or choking. No one has to be shy. Better yet, we should all just be little msn dummies and go offline whenever we want.

Maybe it's boring to hear this again and again but time really freakin flies. A while ago it was just last year. A while ago we just discovered that we wouldn't be in the same class anymore and I'm not sure if I'm used to it yet. A while ago I knew much less people. I am genuinely very scared, very freaked by how quickly we just lived through two thirds of this year, just like that. I dunno who's really reading this but- aren't you?

My mom says plan plan plan while my dad says time spent without direction is a-okay because it will lead you somewhere else. It's like dating without the confirmation of marriage or investing without the confirmation of a profit. Metaphorically I've spent too much of my time thinking about the marriage and profit I haven't let myself live in the moment. I guess it's because I'm just too afraid. Coward. Coward. Coward.

I feel so small in the eyes of the moon and stars.