Dont bother me, I'm chillin

I don't feel like it, and besides, did I mention I don't feel like it?

Sometimes I prefer being alone. There's nothing wrong with that, except I'll run out of excuses one day. It's not you, it's most definitely me. I like what I am doing currently, and I don't want to disrupt what good groove I have goin on right now.

Silence and freedom. Freedom to do whatever I please, wear whatever I want and rub off the remaining eyeliner left on my face. I want to crawl into my bed with a book, textbook, magazine or even my doodling pad and leave my hair in a messy bun. The windows will be open and the cold breeze will only make me sink deeper into my sheets. The mixture of my music and the sound outside may seem distracting but it only helps me sleep better.

That is, if I feel like sleeping.

I can do whatever I feel like. No need to entertain or be entertained. I am satisfied with what is here in front of me right now.

So why would I want to disrupt what I have going on right now? It's not you, it's me. If it were anyone else I'd still feel the same. A small dosage of solitude goes a long way.

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There's a little "It" that I thought I always wanted. Years have passed and "It" has always been a little tease, prancing around just within my reach, but nearly impossible to obtain. But now that I've got it, I don't want It anymore. Previously I idealized this "It" item as something to look forward to, a challenge to overcome, and It would represent a symbolic proof of accomplishment and growth. Maybe it was the thrill of the chase that sparked my interest and initiated my ambitions and assertiveness.

Having a few days to soak in the accomplishment I felt from finally obtaining this particular "It", I later realized that this is not something I want. This isn't the route I want to take. Sure, I knew It would always be temporary-- just something to keep me occupied and stable-- but it isn't what I want. It, as I now anticipate, is no more than a mere disappointment and quite frankly, sucky. Now It has come to me, but I am not satisfied. I see It as equivalent to... soggy bread. Bread it is, but attractive and amazing It is not.

So goodbye It!

IS WHAT I WOULD LIKE TO SAY.

I am over It and I hope someone else takes It, but I do feel slightly obligated to be with It now.

Optimistic? Let's be realistic.

Despite what I say at interviews, I am not good at managing my time.

Iron Man Midnigh

Not recommended for children, pregnant or nursing women, or those sensitive to caffeine.

Before I head back out the door, I would like to share that I am IN LOVE with this right now. Without this magic fuel, I would be defunct. Horizontal stripes are NOT a girl's best friend. However, placing an image in the foreground boosts self esteem. Don't let your eyes fool you.

Cute guy at the school shuttle stop who looks like an half asian-white Ryan Reynolds, you are always the highlight of my Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Jiminy Cricket, my curtains are ky00t.