Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Things about Amy by Amy
I am insatiable. I am melancholy. I am happy to be sad. I prefer Seattle's weather to San Diego. I listen to sad, heart-breaking music when my heart is just fine. I expect grand gestures and tragic romance (thanks to too much When Harry Met Sally in my formative years). I rarely find people very interesting. I value brains over heart. Passionless people bore me. I am restless. I want to move and chop off my hair and learn a new instrument and make lists and check off lists and make new friends constantly. I have an amazing core group of friends. I am self-aware...I think. I can't focus long enough to write anything beyond stream of consciousness bullshit. I am too critical. I am my best at 2 in the morning and that does not make me lazy for sleeping in the next morning; I just don't want to waste my best hours. I am lazy. I want to be a mother. I want to save animals. I want to change the world. I will look back on myself now in 10 years and think I'm ridiculous. I do not think you should put anyone's happiness above your own, sans your spouse or kids. I expect the worst so I can be pleasantly surprised. I wake up hyperventilating all the time and I don't know why. I don't make excuses and I don't listen to other peoples' excuses...everyone has problems, it doesn't give anyone the right to be an asshole. I want to read everything and see everything and hear everything and be everything all at once. All or nothing. Excess. Addiction. Too much good sense to act upon that. Control freak. Hypochondriac. Romantic. Overly-nostalgic. HISTRIONIC. Abstract. Overwhelmed. Underwhelmed. Whelmed. Pretentious. Jealous. Girl. Person.
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