Daisy Snapdragon

Sat Mar 27

A Change In Tone

It seems like here lately the only blogs I’ve been writing are about my stupid feelings and complaints. Anyone who didn’t know me would think that complaining is all I do. People who DO know me would probably back that statement up with a resounding YES, THAT’S ALL SHE DOES! Buuuuttt… Maybe I should change that. There are things I’ve been thinking about that I could talk about, but it seems like when I talk it just makes me look more and more like a pathetic loser with no life. That tag is never a good one to have. So I’m trying to shake it off. Too bad I’ve managed to superglue it to the middle of my back.

Why did I choose ’superglue it to the middle of my back’ as the metaphore I wanted to use? Well, let me explain. Superglue is really hard to get undone. That one was obvious. Middle of my back? This ones a little less obvious. The middle of your back is a hard place to reach. So if something was superglued there, it would be extremely exhausting to try to remove. Also, have you ever seen those TV shows where people tape things to the ‘loser’s’ back? And the poor kid never knows it’s there. It’s sort of the same concept here. It’s kind of hard to notice something on your back because you can’t see your back. The only way you would notice anything would be if you went looking. That’s sort of how the “pathetic loser with no life” tag has been for me. I don’t notice it until I go looking for it. And then I’m like “Wow. I really act like that. What kind of freak are you??”

The middle of my back also seems to be where I stick all my faults and shortcomings.

BUT THAT’S BESIDES THE POINT

My point of this blog was to talk about the other things going on in my life. The things that don’t spark anger and depression and any other negative feeling you can think of. SOOOO… hmmm.

Life has really been relatively uneventful. Except for The Pulse which was AWESOME. And I’m a “student choreographer” at the dance center. That’s pretty cool. I would love to be a choreographer one day if the lawyer thing never worked out. But I just don’t see either happening. Becoming a lawyer doesn’t take a whole lot of luck, just hard work.

Well that wasn’t hard. I wrote a whole paragraph about things I used to write about. Maybe things are going back to the way they were before. That would make my day.