The End of the World

I honestly do not believe the world will end anytime soon, so don't get all antsy and freaked out.  And, no, I don't believe in the whole "2012" thing with the Mayans.  First of all, are we not forgetting about leap years?  In Mayan times, they didn't have leap years, so, December 21st 2012 on the Mayan Calender would not be December 21st on our Calender, so, you can stop freaking out about that if you have some sliver of belief in it. But, I do think we should all think about what we would do if it was the end of the world.  Or, if it was the end of our life.  If you had a week to live, what would you do?  Would you go sky diving?  Would you travel?  What would you do?  If I had a week to live, I would non-stop listen to The Beatles, search for the truest friend one could have, talk for hours, eat pounds and pounds of chocolate, go cliff diving, and skinny dipping, and I would finally fall in love with life.  I just wish it didn't take looming death to make us live our lives.  Why can't we just go cliff diving, sky diving, traveling, etc., without a reason?  Why can't we all just fall in love with life?

I wish everyone (including myself) could just wake up and realize that time is limited.  It is a scary feat to live one's life, because it means accepting one's eventual death.

I guess what's gotten me all worked up is the trailer for "Seeking a Friend for the End of the World."  Every time I see the commercial, I want to cry my eyes out.  I have a list of about fifty things I want to do before I die, and let's just say I've accomplished less than the amount of fingers I have on one hand (p.s. I have the average amount of fingers).  Well, I guess I can conquer the world tomorrow, but for now, sleep.

A Female Warrior

For some reason I do all my writing at about two in the morning... perhaps it is all boredom... perhaps it's just when my brain works best... maybe it's loneliness, whatever it is, I'm writing this post at 2:17 in the morning.  But anyways, I've all of a sudden had an increase in toughness, and courage, and it's all due to watching Snow White.  After coming back from the theater, I felt ready to kick in some faces and swing round my bow and arrow.  It's a good movie, and I would say that you should see it, though the ending is pretty predictable.  So now I feel like being a female warrior, so if you have any trolls that need fighting, call me up.

Fighting trolls sure would be fun, better than sitting here watching creepy infomercials, and commercials that advertise "phone services for hot singles" and other stuff like that.  Doesn't the TV know I need something entertaining to watch at 2:25 in the morning?!!!!!  I'm also simultaneously on Facebook, but of course no one is up, and nothing entertaining is happening.  If only I could defeat a troll!!!! Emphasis on the defeat, because I would not want to die...... yet.  Everyone is deleting their Facebook because apparently it isn't cool anymore, but I like it!!! So, I'm dedicated and loyal.... and so what if Facebook has been around for awhile?!!!!!! It's easy, and you can call it vintage to look cool!! I really don't know why I'm using so many exclamation marks........I just really do not want to go to sleep.  I've had about six cups of coffee today, and so I'm all hopped up!!!!

My dogs smell really bad....BUT I JUST BATHED THEM!!!! It just doesn't make sense :'(

I WANT SOME PUDDING :'(

YES, I COMPLAIN A LOT

OKAY

Sargent Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club

You don't know how much I wish James Blunt sang the song "You're Beautiful" to me.  I wish people could just say what they feel, and go with it: follow their heart!!  I try to live that way, but it seems I'm the only one, and that makes it hard.  Another night watching Bridget Jones's Diary all alone, blogging, and drinking.... a Jones soda.  At the moment I sort of wish I was living on a Hippie commune, that would solve the loneliness, and hippies say the way they feel, so wouldn't it be perfect?! Unfortunately, I have no idea where to find a hippie commune, and I would have no way to get there because I'm stuck being an imprisoned teenager.

Lots of people probably feel the way I do (I hope), and they are smart enough to not blog about it.  P.S. Do you like my Beatles reference in the title... I must be super cool:) (but we all know that's not true).  Anyways, back to the point, I'm not the only lonely person in the world.  I forget what movie it's from, P.S. I Love You, I think, but someone says something like "If we're all alone, then we're all together in that too."  I just wish we could all gather up the courage to be together.  We're all searching for something great to suddenly happen to us, and most of us don't realize that happiness is right at our fingertips.  I am just learning this, at this very moment.  It doesn't help to sit on your couch watching Bridget Jones's Diary wishing that you could have a Mark Darcy (Bridget Jones reference) come and sweep you off your feet....... and yes, all of this applies to me, and you're probably wondering what's wrong with me at the moment...the answer is, everything is wrong with me.  Just, embrace happiness, accept people for who they are: no one is perfect, and neither are you, and finally, allow yourself to fall in love, fall in love with chocolate for example.  I need to learn all of this.  May your life be infinitely better than mine.......etc.