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May 26th, 2009 (09:44 pm)

Sinead O'Connor- Nothing Compares to You:  I love the amount of emotion that is gradually eminent as she sings this.  It moved me to tears.

So, I need to refocus and put things into perspective:

1)  I finally need to get around to cleaning my room.  It's literally been a mess since my birthday...over a month ago.  I know that it's been since my birthday because I still have birthday gift bags scattered everywhere.

I also have like 4 weeks of clean clothes to transfer into my dresser.  I need to purge my dresser of all the clothes I don't wear.  And I need to tag all of the clothes I think that I wear but don't with dates so I can go through my dresser again in a couple months and get rid of them for good.

2)  I've decided that my body is on a detox walk over Glendale Park, over sidewalk chalk someone wrote in red, "start over".  Starting tonight, after I binged on Union Hill spaghetti.  I need to get back into running.  I need to stop consuming garbage.  I feel like crap and I'm getting fat, again.

3)  I need to get my act together with school.  I refuse to check my grades because I did poorly.  I didn't apply myself at all.  Good job.

Anyway, while I was driving up to camp Sunday night, I started thinking about my life, and how if I got into a car accident and died I would never be able to tell the people I care about, what they meant to me.  So, because I'm paranoid, and I feel like tragedy is going to strike me young, sometimes, I'm writing letters to the people who have touched my life and have shaped me into the way I am.  Then I am going to put them in my glove compartment, so I'll be able to convey that to them.  It's not premeditated.  I'm not planning on doing this then driving myself off a bridge or anything like that.  I just want to be thoughtful.