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Sunday, March 25, 2012


Feel like I want to write something, but don't know what. I always want to be productive at the worst times.

I keep having a recurring dream of being stranded at McDonalds. Thoughts?

This is what the folks at dreammoods.com think:

McDonald
To see or dream that you are at McDonalds signifies happiness and a worry-free attitude. The dream also suggests that you are living large. Perhaps the dream is telling you to expand your thinking or horizons. Supersize it!�Alternatively, the dream may just mean you are hungry.

Yes, but what of the cashier with the lip ring who keeps giving me dirty looks? 0.o

Frankly, I think the dream is my subconscious mind's way of telling my conscious mind to tell me to get off my fat, lazy ass and go for a ten mile hike. Is that too direct. Possibly. Probably. Oh well.

I wanna see this movie:


It's probably going to make me cry. I've been crying over EVERYTHING lately. Books, movies, TV shows, dead pigeons in the road... lol I used to not be a total pansy, I swear!
But fr rlys: I've become a complete and utter girl. It's the college. In high school, everybody was cold and anti-social and you never really talked to or acknowledged anyone's existence unless you'd been actively conversing with them for a year or so. In college, practically EVERYONE talks to you: current class-mates, former classmates, current teachers, former teachers, people who sit a table away from you in the cafeteria everyday,complete strangers.

I once had this complete stranger come up to me out of nowhere and ask my advice on which math class he should take next semester.

Everyone is so open and trusting of one another, and I'm not used to it! Which is not to say I don't like it, it just throws me off. :/

I guess it's kind of brave to act that way. To smile and greet almost everyone you pass, just trusting they won't be a total dick and ignore you or say something shitty back... I realized I'm still scared--still scared on some level more than the usual person.

I can feel my shrink and my family pushing on me to be more open and optimistic, but... everything is just so loud, so incoherent and roaring and right around the corner. My biggest fear isn't that things will change, but that they won't. I don't want to be living forever in the house I grew up in, waiting for my life to start.

ily
~Belinda

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