Well, being that I feel I owe Julie a great deal for telling me the hints that are contained in the wonderland known as Zoo Tycoon, and being that I feel greatly compelled not to write my poem for Spanish nor find 6-11 more sources for English and write notecards, I think that it is about time for another rambling blog post.
Right now I feel that I only really have the authority and awaked-ness to talk about one thing–happiness.
I am just so happy, and even though some people think that that is just so normal for me, it really isn’t. I just feel so, so amazing, and suddenly everything seems right, and, yes, I do realize I am just kidding myself, but, really, I think that is okay. What is happiness about anyway? I really do not know. But I do know that I am just so blissfully happy, and I wish I could spread it to you guys. I’d say that most of my personal happiness is derived from the fact that I love people (or at least I consider myself to). Yes, I absolutely get terribly irritated with many of them (often for stupid reasons), but when it comes down to it, there is NOTHING I would rather do than just BE with people. Especially my friends, of course. But what’s really important is that in order to be truly happy, I probably just had a conversation with somebody I love or some joke was made or whatever. I’m never terribly happy about anything not related to human interaction.
Now, I realize that all of this is just such a bore, so maybe I should go on and ramble about something else for a while.
Well, this is pretty related to the previous topic, but I would just like to say…
I AM GOING TO MISS MY BROTHER SO MUCH WHEN HE GOES TO COLLEGE NEXT YEAR.
He is responsible for about 50% or more of my happiness, and once he is gone things will just be dark and boring and UNHAPPY. Seriously. I can’t even believe it. I can’t imagine him not being around to laugh at me stupid jokes and write down the retarted things I say. WHAT WILL I DO?
Anyway, i feel that I should stop dwelling on that, since it will make me lose my happy, so maybe instead I will talk about… unicorns.
Recently my friend Hannah came to my house and made a clay unicorn. Unfortunately, promptly after being cooked and hardened, Frank’s very, very skinny horn came off. This is devastating. What is a unicorn without its horn? Just a gay horse, really. So I guess I will end up having to make Frank a new horn before poor Hannah gets too upset about it. I haven’t really planned what I am going to do about. Any suggestions? I am in dire need. Frank is upset, Hannah is upset, and FRANKLY, this whole ordeal is conflicting with my happy.
On the other hand, I really like lemon pound cake.