I'm always worried about my own originality. I used to think that I had unique thoughts and theories... but then I thought, well maybe everyone else thinks the exact same thing. The sad part is that I'll never know exactly what anyone else is thinking, even through discussion. I'll never be able to fully understand the intricacy of another person's mind.

Anyway, I had a great time at Lake Berkeley today. It was stupid fun. I love having friends that I can go completely crazy with, god knows I'm extremely random. I have a hard time distinguishing between friendship.. and well liking someone a little more than friendship. We have the same personality. Imagine that. Maybe it's too soon. There's no way in hell I'm going to say anything to anyone about this (except you blog and my 2 followers :P). I feel like I'm leaning over a ledge... Should I steady myself or fall head first? Should I determine friendship or fall into like and face rejection? If I see a sign from him pointing over the ledge... I'll know, but for now I'll stay unsure and wait it out. I'm so used to rushing things that this may seem hard, but I have a feeling it's going to be worth it to wait it out. I've fallen for the idea of a person... but not the actually person, 99% of the time. I love the idea of this person, but I need to figure the rest out.

I think I deserve a chance at love.

Here I am again, lounging around my dorm for the second day in a row. I'm such an introvert it's ridiculous sometimes. I can be perfectly content 98% of the time. My head is racing, perhaps from that extra large diet coke from Chili's with the parents. They came down to Milledgefuck today to help me move my fridge, futon, etc, out of the room. The walls are bare... nothing but the desk on the floor.

It's a gorgeous day and I've barely been outside.. :/ Oh well, I'll be out in a little bit.

I don't know what to do about my major. Spanish classes here are the shits... and I haven't taken any art classes yet so I can't be sure about that one. But we'll see. I would absolutely love taking some creative writing classes, too bad there aren't any open though.

I hope my parents won't be too pissed when I paint my walls this summer. Ehh, they can deal. They've dealt with many more permanent things before.

Ehhh... mind blank. I'll get back to this later.