Monologuing

I’m not sure exactly how this moth got inside my room, but it’s been flying around all over for a few hours now.  I don’t have the heart to get rid of it, and I am also lazy.

It landed on my wrist for a few seconds, though.

It’ll die by the morning, or I’ll eat it in my sleep.

May is almost over, here comes June, and before I know it, school will start all over again.

It’s a break.

I find myself “in like” with a very unlikely character who has appeared in my life.  The thing is, there are a lot of things.

I think that Spring is sneaking up on me and wants me to have butterflies.

We shall see!

I have the feeling that ghosts are here in my house, but they only stop by when it’s snowing and cold outside.

Feel free to stay as long as you need to, ghosts!

When it snows, I feel like I’m in another world. Much like Narnia, but also very different. The red sky I see outside my window right now makes me feel like I’m a princess trapped in a tower on another planet.

At least it’s warm inside.

Most of the time, I wish I had a TARDIS of my own. I would probably use it for time and space travel a little bit, since I’d like to see the dinosaurs and other planets.

But most of all, I want a TARDIS to control time. I want to bring my bed in there, and go to sleep for hours and hours and when I leave the TARDIS, it’ll be like time stood still.

Or maybe Narnia. Time stood still for the Pevensie kids, right?

There is a cat who always comes into our backyard every time my mom puts out old leftover food for birds.  I don’t know whether it’s a girl or boy, but I always see it.

Today, I saw it eating some leftover rice that was sitting on an old shopping on the iced grass in our backyard.  I quickly grabbed my camera and took a picture.

I baked cookies last night around midnight, so I decided that I’d attempt to feed the cat myself.  When I opened the door, it stared at me for a few seconds, then went back to eating the food.  I threw a piece of the cookie at it, and it got scared and ran across the ice, slipping on its way to freedom.

Maybe I’m not animal friendly.

This is regarding the last entry, in which I am way too lazy to link to:

I really don’t have anyone to stare at.  I don’t have butterflies.  I don’t know anyone who can do these things to me.

I suppose it was wishful thinking, or maybe it was a poem, or maybe I do know someone in my subconcious.  But really, the last entry means nothing.

I just want a good 2008.

I look at you, and I stare at you, and I know I made the right decision in wanting you.

I don’t want anyone else to have you.

I hope to kiss you so the butterflies will fly out of my stomach into yours.

I wish to hold your hand and count the lines on your palm.

I want to keep quiet with you.

This is for you, 2008.  I know who I want to have me.

No soda for 13 days?  That is amazing.

I have been substituting soda with iced tea, which is a good substitute, and I am drinking water like crazy.  My skin is looking much better, and you can see for yourself.

I wonder if I can actually keep this going past the new year, but I have a strong feeling that I will be drinking a lot of Dr. Pepper on New Year’s Eve if we go to Atlantic City as usual.  Still, I could substitute it with iced tea…