So, someone had in their status on facebook today that, "I may not be able to solve your problems, but I promise that you'll never have to face them alone."
So, so true. I can't solve people's problems. Whether that's because they won't let me into their life for fear I have no answer or don't need their stress on top of mine, I don't know. But apparently I'm damn good at making people feel better without even knowing that I am.
Comfort by simply being... that's something new to me.
All Star by smashmouth is one of the greatest songs ever. Totally reminds me of eighth grade before I took off for high school. And there I was worrying about making new friends and finding my place within the microcosm. Now it's so much more involved... careers. And here I am now, never having had a job, and being so picky about getting one simply because I don't want to be miserable for money. My life is not made to be miserable if I can help it.
And people are like, well, tough, everyone else has to deal with it too, what makes you special blah blah blah.
I dunno, conscious decision that I know what I want in life at the moment?
Sorta?
Not really.
Can I just go to England and spend some time chillin' by Tolkien's grave? Cry at the sight of his Luthien laying besides him and head back to campus?
Please?
Rant rant rant angst. I have a headache, a huge zit in the middle of my forehead, and am waiting for the monthly to grace my uterus once more so I can finally be at hormonal peace. DAMMIT.
I mean, really. A zit right in the middle of my forehead. As if I didn't already have many issues about my appearance, this little baby decides to pop up (no pun intended) and scar what little good skin I had.
Man, I need eighty bucks to get my acne medication back.
Alms? Alms for the poor?
And so, until my next class, I shall sit here in companionable silence with my friend who's sitting almost right across from me.
Silence, while everyone else on the outside of the room is chatting about this and that. Diamonds, coffee, and life.
That should be the title of something.
And what's the big deal about diamonds? My favorite jewelry is made of rough metal and worn elements. Natural shapes, curves, beautiful things. Diamonds are too geometric. Cut to brilliance until they shine, and that's their only purpose. Conform to a needed shape and glitter.
I know some people like that.
But I gotta bounce to Art history now. Woo~ /no enthusiasm
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