I'm neither here nor there. I'm in between, which is the worst place to be, it's more confusing. I'm feeling happy though, my emotions are high, on crack. Bouncing on the walls of my brain, how fun, I want to join them. Anyway, I feel like I've let up a lot, I haven't kept to any, and I mean any New Year's resolutions this year. It's horrible, I know, I've even let up on previous year's resolutions, disappointing, I know. It just seems to me that I've been stuffing myself with junk, and I mean junk when I say junk. Cancer inducing foods, but they call to me when I sleep, and when I do my homework, and when I'm posting on my blog. Obsessions are not healthy, and neither is McDonald's. So, getting back to the point. If we were what we ate, I would be a tootsie roll, a pack of Twinkies, or a gallon of lard. I feel all slow and lethargic, so I've decided I need a new, kind-of-new-year resolution. I'll eat healthier, no fries (okay, maybe a few), apples, oranges and carrot sticks. Okay maybe not carrot sticks, things take time to develop, I wasn't born a peace loving herbivore. I'm more like a blood thirsty fried chicken eating maniac. Oh, I can feel the heart burn now.
So this is what I'm thinking, I'll be healthier, I'll feel healthier and I'll feel better leading to happiness which leads to good karma-tic deeds which leads to rewards which leads to money which leads to fame which leads to drugs, sex and alcohol. Okay, maybe that's not a very good chain of events after all. 2 out of 3 ain't that bad I guess, you take the good with the bad. I've been watching clips of Napolean Dynamite, Napolean is the shit. He's my hero, haha. I'm feeling good, I'm just waiting for the world to make me fall on my face. I've got to get that idea out of my mind. But things seem almost perfect right now, it feels right.