| So, for some reason, I'm bored, and I just have this overwhelming urge to write down stupid unimportant facts, and feelings. Haa, I don't know why, but, I feel it's important. First of all, I hate the way my name looks written down. Typing it's fine, but when I write it, it just looks weird. Maybe I just haven't found my signiture yet, but for now it's border-line kindergarten. I wish my last name started with a, "D". Then, I think it would look prettier. I also wish more people would call me, "Lexi," insted of, "Alexis." There are waay to many girls, and boys, out there with the name Alexis. Hell, Lexi is pretty common too. I just wish I had some random different name, that wasn't so popular. Oh well, I'll just name my kids something crazy and then they'll hate me because they can never find pencils with their names on it. You never win.
Recently, I discovered that I really like orange. I believe that it might be my new favorite color. I've always liked the color, but I never really considered wearing it. I stick to a more black/white/grey sort of pallat. The color splash is nice, and I personally just think it looks good on me. Hopefully, I will add some more orange to my wardrobe.
Today, when I was out with my grandparents, I decided that insted of following the trends of every other teenager at my highschool, I want to dress up. I want to look more classy, like I'm ready to take on anything. I think this year is going to be really great because I have this happy, cheerful outlook on things. I'm ready for school, I want to take it head on, and I want to look fashionable in doing so.
My first car, I've officially decided, is going to be the Chrysler 300. Many people it's an older person, more flashy vehicle. But, I don't care. I will work my tootsie off, if it means I can have that car. I'm goal orriented, and now that I've set it in my mind that that car will be mine. It will. I love my personallity! It's the same with graduating early. Most people are saying that I can't do it, but I could honestly care less on what they think. I've already got it in my mind. So, I'm going to do. Oh, &when I do, I'd like praise, and awe. Thanks.
I really want to cut my hair. I hate how it's doing that whole swooping to the side. I really hate that look anymore. I want straight bangs. I also wish my hair was longer, I've been working on that. I also can't stand plain straight hair. It's so simple and blaah, I'd much rather add some curls to it, or something. Emo kids have taken over the straight hair, and completely ruined it. Ugh, they've also ruined, eyeliner, cute cartoons, torn jeans, and many more. It's so ridiculous. Ahh well.
I've also found out, that I am horribly addicted to ebay. Who ever made this god site, I bow to you. Because I am completely lost in the good deals. The thrill over bidding makes my head spin, and seeing something that I've wanted so badly cost a mere 9.99 with free shipping.. it's AHHHHHH, bliss. Thank you Ebay makers, you have made me a happy girl.
Speaking of being a happy girl, I really am. It's like, ever since I moved into my new house, very little brings me down. And that makes me wonder if maybe where I was living really was bringing me down. There were a lot of memories in that place, that weren't so good, and a lot of them that made me terribly sad. It seems like now, I am here in this new home, and I get to start over. I get to make up for the last two years that I let myself fall. And, I have to tell you, it's a fantastic feeling. It's making everything around me, just seem better. It's also affecting my relationships. Me and my mother are getting along so much better now, and same with Jimmy and I. It's just like.. everything has worked itself out. Like that cheesy saying, It will get worse before it gets better. Finally, I have made it through the hell and torment, and reached the eutpia on the other side. It's good stuff.
And Jimmy, like i wouldn't talk about him. He just seems to make me happier lately. Not that he wasn't making me happy before, he was.. it just wasn't like this. I feel giggly, and happy, and i just want to smile. It's so overwhelming, but in a completely good way. When I see him now, I just want to hug him, and laugh, and do silly goofy things, and even when something is bringing me down, I see him, and I don't want to waste all of our time fighting, I just want to make up and get to the happy part again. It's very nice.
Ahh, so all of that random stuff is over.(: |
