I would be Rogue. You know, from xmen. But I'm not talking about the current Rogue. Not the pansy one from the most recent movies-- no, the old school cartoon Rogue with the crazy hair and the awesome jacket. It's so sad that the creaters of the movies took that special wonder that she had and made her dependent. That flying, moody wonder she had. Oh, Rogue.
Today has been pretty good. Slept in, only had to take a math test, got some Starbucks (oh, yes), and pretty soon I'll be going into work.
I really wish something would happen. Life seems a little... routine. School and work. I always expect things to happen. Great things to happen. And I don't even know what these great things are but they never happen yet I'm expecting them to! Why won't they happen?! I'm waiting and willing-- and nothing! There are only occasional great things. Like when Rachel and I happened upon Carolina Theatre. That's never happened before and that theatre is never open and that's one of the greatest things that has happened. But I need more than just an occasional great thing. It makes me so sad because currently I have nothing going for me. School is killing me and the only thing that is keeping me going is knowing that in less than a year I can leave this place and start something new (where I assume great things will happen). I really wish life would be thrown into a Boggle box and perhaps spell out words like "e-s-c-a-p-e" rather than "s-t-u-c-k h-e-r-e f-o-r-e-v-e-r".
I think I'm going to become a hippy.
Resistance is futile.
--Carmen
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