Spinning in Circles - Headaches in Large Scoops

It's funny, you know? That song by Jason Mraz, the one about coyotes or something like that.

I feel sweet solitude on the 4th floors of libraries, and I have a deep love for corners and hazelnut coffee.

I have a book to read, one that I will actually enjoy.

I have two group projects, 3 major papers, and two minor ones. All due this week.

I will sacrifice my social life for a week, it will hurt, but I can tell that summer is coming. I take comfort in having this knowledge in my arsenal of happy things.

I have decided that loving people you don't know is an easy thing to do, so I should probably do that, and just decide to never meet them.

I have a summer job.

I need to apply for a fall one.

I have an apartment.

I need to get tanned.

I need to sweet talk a few more people.

I need to convince someone of the male gender that I am not as scary or weird as they would have first assumed.

I need to let that male know that I bake. I've heard that works.

Oh. Oh, Hi. I Wish that You Would Leave Me Alone.

I really am irritated with myself. I wish that I wasn't. I hate that I cannot get over certain things. I hate that I have prayed about it and thought about other things, and still can't seem to stop. I have thought about rocks, I have thought about cooking, I have thought about blankets, music, cars, trucks, exercise, Poe, clothes, coffee, television, jumping jacks, swing sets, Irish drinking songs, the river, boats, hot pink nail polish, twirling, skirts, and shoes. I have purposefully omitted school because while I do think about it, it is irrelevant to my life.

This could be such a potentially embarrassing post, but seeing as I am an idiot, and seeing as how no one reads this, and seeing as how I am down right angry with myself, and seeing as how I don't know when it will change, and seeing as how I know I am pathetic, and seeing as how I know that I sound scary obsessive (really..I don't think I am...I just appear that way when I take the time to write it down) I have decided that putting my thoughts hear might make it better. I know, I am lying to myself, but that is all I can at this point.