its all very humbling....

... and thats a good thing. i think it was about time.


im supposed to write an essay on Maggie: A Girl of the Streets, an incredibly depressing story but quite good. i enjoyed it but i dont know if i can think up 5 body paragraphs for it. geh.

its my birthday on monday. wee. 18...


im reading this book i bought on impusle at chapters. to be honnest, i was originally attracted by the cover. the story didnt seem to bad but i mostly like the cover. yeah, i know, im materialistic and shallow. so sue me. anyway, the book started out slowly and it was pretty damn sucky. then it sort of picked up. im rather... attached to it now. it has all these great tension scenes and you really just want to know what happens next. of course, its just some stupid over the top teen drama but hey.... like i said, so sue me.

back to the title... lately ive been feeling like everything is out there to humble me. or bring my feet back on the ground. i guess its a good thing. im feeling more... "normal". which means not really normal at all. just something to make my life just different enough for me to be more or less comfortable in it. i wouldnt say im happy, nor unhappy. just now i have something to qripe about... sort of. anyways, it grounds me.

ive been having these odd dreams alot as of late. they start out normal enough, some of them are even pleasant. then they end up being really creapy and messed up. i wonder what my brain is trying to tell me... i dont think dreams can tell you anything about the outside world but can tell you (in some inderect and messed up way) about yourself internally. so i wonder what its trying to say....


emily, this is your brain speaking. get a life.