we see what we want to see

on the nights i have to wake up early the next day, i can't seem to get myself to bed early. i have to get to work by 8am tomorrow and yet here i am, aimlessly wandering the world wide web, listening to music, cyber-stalking, wondering why i eat so much, shaking my legs, and wondering why i haven't watched home alone yet. (i downloaded home alone because not only is it one of the greatest movies ever made, but it was one of my favorite movies when i was a kid and i suddenly had an urge to see it recently). obviously i need to get myself a hard copy of the movie...

i am very irked with people opening mail that wasn't addressed to them... that's illegal bitches!

i've been using this blog as a journal for some time now, but i want to go back to writing in leather bound journals. i found my journals from high school and from college and... it's hilarious reading them today. and it's amazing how the human mind works - we retain so much useless information, all the while forgetting about so many special memories that were had in the past.

i like feeling things rather than thinking about things, although thinking is something that cannot be stopped because it is constant. i'm even thinking in my sleep! (dreams). i've been having crazy ass dreams lately. the past two nights i dreamt about people i know being murdered. what.....the fuck? i woke up to myself crying. it's so weird when it happens, isn't it? when you wake up and you realize you've been crying? so peculiar! but it's also oddly therapeutic...

i am just rambling on and on here, without focus. time to go to sleep?