oh, oh, oh boy.

I've come to yet another realization...my best moments are hidden within my most random of thoughts. So, in an attempt to embrace this elusive quality of mine, I've chosen to post yet another of my nonsensical blogs on each thought which pops into my head. Today's piece will be primarily facts about me which I have been contemplating lately. Maybe by writing it I am hoping someone else can piece the ideas together and possibly understand the path that is my thought process.

Hello, My Name Is: m.e.l.y.s.s.a.

I was once in love with doogie howser (sp*)

Tonight has been a bad night for my lungs :/

As a result of a series of dramotional events, I have been trapped in my own mind lately.

I think I lack some anatomical pieces of my heart, necessary for remorse or possible caring.

I am overly critical.

I am brutally honest. I say things which would often hurt my feelings if directed towards me, but they just appear from my lips like weaves from a hair salon.

I am allergic to milk, and I fear the allergy has worsened ::laboring to breathe::

I love movies.

I am conceited.

I don't strive for success. I expect it.

I am vain.

I hate what I see in the mirror, but I cannot stop looking at it.

I have recently run into the "I don't fit in with the 'cool crowd'" feeling a few times.

I am growing weary of overanalyzing everything.

I am grossly insecure, especially these days.

I feel like I am up in the air, or in a waiting room.

I feel like everything is about to change...and there is nothing I can do but wait.

I am broke.

My lips burn from the milk.

My skin itches too.

I shouldn't have had cereal.

I gave in recently, and although I have been enjoying it...I know that it's not worth it.

I am tired of a lot of things in my life right now, and (going off of the aforementioned "waiting room" concept) I would really like to be in the next phase of my life already.

I feel powerless lately, and it disgusts me.

I am enjoying every moment lately, and although its sounds hypocritical, I have been having fun.

I have grown accustomed to being everywhere, all of the time, and I like it...I love it...

I wish I had a more developed sense of my musical style/taste.

I feel like if I had the money, I would have the greatest fashion sense.

I miss some people from my past. I miss my old life/lives a little bit. Well, a lot-a-bit lately.

I have begun reevaluating and am looking to slim my list of friends down a bit, in hopes of adding more to the [insert french word meaning collection].

I am ready for what's ahead, but not quite sure if I can wait...

Well, I hope you enjoyed story hour. Now onto Statistics homework.