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    Of Allegories, Resolutions, and Finding Lost Fishes

    So my birthday's coming up and I thought that maybe it was time for another list of things that I should do or whatever with my life. Hopefully, I won't go into that I-don't-care-anymore-because-everything-is-just-pointless mode and stop caring. God, it is absolutely tiring to be emotionally unstable. Maybe I do need therapy just to solve that... I don't know. Maybe I need therapy to solve everything.


    During the times I'd stare at the darkness trying to sleep and totally break down, which is almost every night for the past month, I thought of changing and stuff to help myself and the world or something like that. I used to care for everything. Well, maybe not everything, but I cared and that's what matters, right? I kind of forgot how that felt like.


    So on with the list: (You guys can stop reading, if you want.) (This is kind of for me, anyway. I don't know where else to write this thing and not lose it.)

    1. I will write anything and everything in my day planner.(Yes, I do have a day planner.) (I bought it for school to make myself more responsible and whatnot.) This way, I'll learn more about time management and I'd probably get my life back on track. (Technically, my life was never on track. I never needed a track before. Going through the forest without a trail seemed fun. I'm being allegoric here... or some figure of speech that means representation of something or whatnot)
    2. I will whine less. Let's be realistic here, I was born a whiner. It's why I find emo annoying. The brat in me wants the act of whining to be copyrighted to myself. lol
    3. I will find my God. Or I will love my God, whichever works. I used to be this religious nut. I always felt that the Big Man Up There had my back no matter what happened. And then I went to college. A college I didn't really like. A college who didn't care if there is a God. And then I felt abandoned. I turned agnostic (for the lack of a better term) in most days but the Catholic child in me wanted God to be the center of my life. Life was much easier when I felt God was there. (For the record, I do believe there is a God, I just don't think He listens to me anymore.)
    4. I will become Mary Moon again. (I'm referring to the girl in the song, New Age Girl by Dead Eye Dick) I will be a tree-hugging, recycling, non-meat eating, new age-y girl once again. I'll go on my crusade of making a difference in the planet. I'll reduce my carbon footprint. I'll adopt homeless animals. (To know how to reduce your carbon footprint, just search any calculator in Google, you'll find a lot)
    5. I will spend more time with my friends. I will do this because, number 1: it keeps them from complaining how "others" I am, number 2: bump cars with them is fun (never mind the fact that they suck at it. lol), number 3: I'm less depressed when I'm with them, number 4: it's okay to be a total idiot with them because they understand how much of an airhead I am, and number 5: they get me and I love them for it (CHAR)
    Let's stick with five. I don't have the attention span for more resolutions. This probably isn't a good idea. I suck at resolutions and promises and things like that.

    Oh well, happy birthday to me, I guess.

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    A Poem

    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    By Robert Frost




    Whose woods these are I think I know.
    His house is in the village, though;
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow.



    My little horse must think it queer
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    The darkest evening of the year.

    He gives his harness bells a shake
    To ask if there's some mistake.
    The only other sound's the sweep
    Of easy wind and downy flake.

    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
    But I have promises to keep,
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.



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