I was at my grandparents recently. Not the ones with no space. The ones with the ants and the good food and a house that feels like a sauna. The one thing that almost made it worth it was a discovery I made, about an hour or two before our parents were going to pick us up. There was a pillow on my bed. That in itself was probably not very extraordinary, and if you were expecting something big, you’re probably about to throw something at me. WAIT! I’m not finished. There was something written on the pillow. On the edge, in faded black ink, were the words, “I <3 you." I don't know who wrote them, or to who, or even when, and it's been bugging me to no end. Now, was that extraordinary enough? We rode home with the windows open, even though it was cold out. I think the heat in their house got to my dad, even, because he normally doesn't do that.

Yesterday morning, as we were about to go to church… eh, this will be too long. Long story short, we have two new kittens, and I wanted to name one of them Tom Thumb, but he isn’t. I swear, the first cat I get will be named Tom Thumb, male or not.
I need to work on my story. I’m thinking of a new one. Not sure how it will work out, but if it’s good I’ll post it here.
Gakk. I can’t think. I need to ramble. Baaaad idea. Shan’t ramble right now. G’night.

Well, I did a lot better last night. I’m tired though. And kind of blagh. And a little bit pissed off at myself for not trying harder. That can obviously be fixed. So fine, I’m getting off right now and fixing it.

I suck. I totally messed up tonight. First, we sparred in TKD, and I kept forgetting to keep my guard up. Then we were doing reaction drills, and I accidentally did something I wasn’t supposed to do, and the teacher thought I was giving up when I stopped, but we’re supposed to stop after that! And I didn’t say that it wasn’t the way it happened.
After that, I drove for the first time in two weeks, and since my dad had parked previously, I didn’t know that the wheel was turned ALL THE WAY to the left, and he yelled at me when the car started going hard left, right next to another car. I corrected it, but I also stepped on the gas instead of the brake, and I got a whole lecture right there in the Wal-mart parking lot.
After that he thought I was being disrespectful, and he made me apologize, and that kind of thing always pisses me off. Anyway, I’m tired, and mad, and hungry, and… yeah, just all around depressed.

I’ve just realized this: I ramble on here, I act weird, I talk to myself, (which I suppose could be classified in the ‘acting weird’ category I just mentioned) but rarely do I actually write what’s going on. This is a blog for goodness sake! Why am I not blogging? Oh well, you already knew I had issues. If only I had a few less. Eh, I have everything else, it stands to reason I would have issues as well. But honestly, it bugs me sometimes.

Something’s wrong. Don’t tell me you don’t know what I mean. I can’t be the only one who has these moments. Those times when everything seems to be going right, but something is definitely missing. It’s just a feeling, and it could easily be resolved, if only you could put your finger on it. Anyway, whatever it is, it’s bugging me. I mean, seriously, my life rocks right now. I’m back in TKD, I’m going to college this fall, I hang out with my friends every weekend, and I’m doing good in school. Everything is falling into place. So WHAT, for goodness’ sake, is WRONG???

I am a weird person, you know? Oh right, it probably shows. Most people don’t talk to their multiple selves online. They’re probably pretty smart to do that. Excuse me, to NOT do that.
I wanna ramble. Again.
It’s not a bright idea. I know that.
You’ve seen me when I ramble.
Yeah. Not bright.
BUT….. here I go again!
Rambling about the fact that I shouldn’t even be rambling!
Silly me, myself, and I.
Oh, shut up, Bridget.
And do you realize how much space you’re taking up like this?
You shouldn’t be hitting the ‘enter’ button every time you finish a sentence. Get off wordpress, and go to bed.
You have issues.
Serious issues.

Yay! We’re going home today. Thank goodness. Now I can go to TKD, and see my friends, and BREATHE. (I like air. Odd obsession, I know, but I can’t live without it.) I kind of wish we could stay here a little longer, as long as we didn’t have to stay in this house, but I know that won’t happen, and some day I’ll come here by myself and do all sorts of stuff.