The point of irritation

It's very easy to be irritated. Something as small as a hair out of place can send some people over the edge into a bad mood. The cause is usually not as simple as the hypothetical hair. It is usually a conglomeration of many things that lead up to the hair that causes the person to become uncontrolably irritated.
Adam is pretty cute. He's growing out his hair and it looks really nice. It's curly at the ends. He's quiet like his dad. And his younger brother, Michael. I get along with Michael pretty well. But then I get along with most younger siblings. I'd be interested in getting to know Adam better and see if we have anything in common. he smokes though and he's the same age, or maybe older I forget, as my brother. I know from Michael that he is into rock and the like. I have a pretty eclectic and varying taste in music. I like stuff from classic to hard rock to R&B. Not really into the hard-core rap and it has to be the right kind of "scream rock" but the general idea is fine with me. The only thing I can barely tolerate is country. I have very particular tastes when it comes to the nasaly twangs that make up country.
Hmmmm I think I'm having an ADD post. Nothing is really making sense in the way it is going. Oh well. I think the main reason Adam is looking so good is because I need to find a guy to crush on in real life. Orli Bloom just isn't doing it for me any more.

The roller coaster continues

I diagnosed myself with depression when I was in the fifth grade. Or maybe I didn't figure it out until the sixth but whatever I've "had" it since I was about 10. The way it works is that I am in a "normal" spot for a while then suddenly I'm in a "high" but then it becomes a "low". It usually takes a while for me to "level out" again. My emotions run towards the extremes and there's not a whole lot I can do about it. I guess the nice part is that it doesn't seem to respond to changing hormone levels once a month so it's less predictable. If you consider that a good thing.
The "high"s are getting harder to come by and the "low"s are becoming deeper and longer. And my "normal" spells are becoming shorter.

Does the madness never cease?

I don't think many people are actually reading my blog. So I guess I will come up with more fun and interesting titles and hope people actually read them.
I've started having some really weird dreams lately. Have you ever dreamed(literally) of your face being clear(of acne)? Yeah I dreamed that I woke up one morning, looked in the mirror, and my blackheads(the bain of my existance) were gone. I also had a dream where I was at the doctors office for my "going to college" visit. Yeah girls will understand better why I woke up crying.
Strange but true fact, Thomas Jefferson was the only "founding father" that wasn't a Christian but he "pretended" to be so because he wanted to remain in politics.

The fine art of being gullible.

It is surprisingly easy to be gullible. What's funny is that you can be gullible and believe things you made up yourself.

High on menthol so watch out deh now...

A funny thing happens when you drink enough water to not be dehydrated all the time, you sleep better. It's weird. You'd think when you drink, or don't, it wouldn't matter a whole lot. It does. It also amplifies the effects of caffiene. And if you have a cold, it makes your sinuses drain exclusively down your throat. Try drinking a gallon of water in one day. But be prepared, don't be far from a toilet.

Just nonsense

Blue cheese, mustard, spicy brown mustard, ketchup, and onions on a hot dog. Try it sometime. It also works really well with the addition of relish.
Stay in your pajamas all day on a Saturday while watching cartoons and eating cereal. Then changing into "regular" clothes so you can go to the mall for a while and bargain shop. Ross's works too.
The fine art of bargain shopping is mainly about not being set on exactly what you want. Unless you are shopping on Ebay, then it's okay. You can't get dissappointed if you can't find what you want. Clearance racks are your friend. Especially if they are at Wal-Mart.
Three dollar jeans are comfortable and long-lasting. So much better than those so called "designer" jeans. PAH! I spit at the face of designers who insist their works are worth four thousand dollars despite the fact there is only 2 square inches of fabric involved.
I am an unusual teenage girl. At least in the minds of people who "know" what teenage girls want. I think those people are really catering to what the guys want to see. Why else would a girl wear something cut up to there and down to there unless they want to get a guys attention.