In My Mind

A friend of mine earlier commented that I sounded like "Andy". Oddly enough, to quite a few, I AM "Andy," but that's besides the point. I guess what she was getting at is that I sounded more, what? Somber? Intellegent? Contemplative? Deep? Something along those lines. Then she resigned herself to the fact that this was just "me."

Well, I said it in the beginning, and I say it now, this is the inside of my head. I guess, in a sense, you hear me here the way I hear me, in my head that is. You get it? I'll be the first to admit that I'm not quite so..hmmm...'calm' isn't the word, but it's close enough, in person. I've been told by many, and I believe it to be true, that I'm kinda goofy. ^_^ I go for that, but at times I also attempt to sound 'intellegent' in the real world. Likely it doesn't come of quite as clear, but I digress. The point remains that I sit here (rather more like 'perch' really...) and I just type as the words come to mind, for the most part.

On a somber note (ironically ^_^) I read over The Letter, and I'm sad to say I sound to dam serious! I'm sure somewhere along the line I've been "myself" with Emily anyways, but I don't particularly like being so SERIOUS for so long. Ah well, I'm sure we've done enough together that she understands i'm not always like that. o.O I'm not even really sure of what I'm talking about anymore, I need sleep...

Regret

To whom it may concern (and, apparently, to those it doesn't as well) I have sent the letter. I may yet regret that move, I think, though it may just be my typical knee-jerk reaction. I almost feel like I should write an apology letter, though, that would be an impulsive thing to do seeing as I don't yet know how she'll take the letter.

I don't even know right now WHY I wrote it. Say what you will, but that's a given truth about my life, or my psyche - I'm not entirely sure why I do much of anything. I feel right now that it was rather a selfish move on my part, which may be why I regret it. I may have regretted it even before I dropped the letter in the box. I shouldn't be as concerned with this as I seem to be (though, in truth, I'm not sure I'm as concerned as I seem), and I should almost think it was a cruel thing to drop it in her lap.

I mean, I should imagine that she's doing well enough right now, with school and friends - I don't need the stress that comes as a consequence of this, I'm sure she doesn't. And I'm the one who's pushed it on her.
-_-

I think, maybe, I should have just sent her here. that prolly would have gotten my point across without seeming so bull-headed about it.

*sigh* As you can tell, I think this was a dumb move. But then, I've never been known for my intellegence. ^_-
In the end, I'm sure it will all work out for the better, though the fear comes in knowing that "for the better" may not be what I currently hope; though, one must wonder wether what I curently hope for the future will be what I'm finally thankful for in the past.

And, seeing as I've reached my deep thought for this post, I leave you.

Wise Man Once Said...

Well, just now, my little cousin, Meredith, IMed me, asking me if I knew where the quotes on my profile came from - she's doing a project for a class, it seems, and needed a quote of six.

Always proud of my quotes (because I believe they're so true), I explained to her that a couple, such as The Truth one, were of my own design, The Candle was by Fancis of Asisi, and most of the others were anyonymous or unknown - lil bits of advice that stand firm in reality, I guess one could say.

She suddenly got really excited and asked if I was telling the truth about "The Truth" quote - she read it and it was one of her favorites. ^_^

So, what this all leads to is someone appreciated a quote which I devised. It makes me happy. And I thought it noteworthy, so I posted it here. Now, nap time.