Is it so hard to find matching socks on a bad day?

My life is a mess.

I don't quite know how that happened, but it did. I've gotten to the point in the semester where I know longer care what happens. It's funny, because I could be studying for my tests coming up, or working on this semster, but instead I'm looking at classes for next semester, even though registration isn't for another month.

I think sometimes people look to the future becuase they don't like where they are now. It's like daydreaming: when class is boring, we think about something more enjoyable. Come fall I won't be so excited about my classes, but right now they sound great!

Do you ever dread telling someone something because you know you won't like their reaction, but you tell them anyway, hoping that you're wrong, and when you were right after all you feel completely crushed? I suppose we can't change how people think or feel any more than they can change us. Sometimes our friends aren't as perfect as we'd like them to be, but as they are human that's only to be expected.

I had a powerade once and I didn't like it, but for some reason, looking at the machines filled with them on campus makes me want one. I know I won't like the taste (to me it's like really weak lemonaide) but I stil have the desire for one. Why don't I just buy the drink I know I will like instead?

I think somewhere inside of me I refuse to accept to be ordinary, to stay still. I want to move forward, even if the future isn't any better than here. At least I will have moved.