Just Another Day

Well today is just like any day...absolutely boring. Sometimes i wish I could be those angsty teenagers you see in movies where they are having those crazy summer vacations, meeting boys, having their "drama", beach parties, drinking and so on. What do I do, let's see I exercise, watch TV, read, eat, write in this blog, do some editing stuff and then, well that's about it. Someone may say that they like my common, care-free summer but I am telling you, my life is nothing to be jealous of. Today though, I'm going to Buffalo to go get my luggage that was unclaimed because we were late and so the bags went on late and that meant that they would come late but who really wants to wait in an airport for 3 hours waiting for their bags? So, that's basically the excitement for my day. Sometimes, I wonder why I dislike school. The constant drama and the "he said, she said" is always something to look forward to. So I am sorry that this has bored you to death and maybe tomorrow, or the day after, maybe a week after, I will have something interesting to talk about. And the sheep slowly starts dying of boredom.

Back From Florida...oh and a poem

Well after a lovely week in Florida I am finally back...although no one is really reading this so I don't think any of "you" would care. Okay, so i am sitting at home and boring myself to death and wishing that I could be back in the pool at Florida getting seriously tanned or something. So today I thought i would come out of my comfort zone and post something up...to be more specific, a poem. Don't ask why just read it and tell me what you think.

My Mask

It befriends another and it hides my tears
It tags along with a joke and it covers my pain
It's very contagious and it shields my fears
It brightens a day and conceals my disdain
My smile is different for it doesn't tell the truth
but why would it? My smile is not the only one.

So that is my poem...I wrote it because I wanted to explain to my ex why I smiled the day we broke up. Of course chances of him reading this is slim to none, okay more like none. Anyways I am going to find something to do. And the sheep isn't eaten just for being too boring -_-

The Hole

As I write this I feel my hole is getting bigger. I don't understand but I feel that something is missing and I can't figure out what exactly it is. When I am doing something, I feel alone and the thing is I am. No one listens to me. I am the youngest in my family and of course all the attention is going to my sister who is at university. Sometimes I don't mind but at times I feel like my thoughts and feelings are put aside for someone else's. I feel empty. I don't cry for things that I should be crying about, I don't have random outbursts of happiness, I...the hole is getting bigger. What's wrong with me? I have everything I could want and yet something feels wrong. I am so confused. And the sheep is lost in the herd.