The Ever-Present Gloom of Adolescence

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Day two of NaBloPoMo, and I'm already pushing off my entry until 11pm. Yikes.

Anyway, as I was flipping through the various entries written on November 2nd in years past, I noticed just how moody I get when the sun stops shining and the yucky gray of winter settles in. It's actually pretty hilarious how much of a drama queen I can be about this. For example, this entry from November 2, 2003 . . .

It is November already. That, for some reason, is quite depressing. Fall is pretty much over, and the rainy season between fall and winter has begun. When the rain turns to snow, winter begins. This is the most dreary time of the year, and it is both physically and mentally draining. Waking up in the morning becomes more laborious than ever, and I find it difficult to accomplish anything with the ever-present gloom of the atmosphere bearing down its weight on me.

I probably flung the back of my hand up to my forehead and put on my best "tortured soul" face. Man, I was a dork.

Then, I posted another boy-crazy LiveJournal entry in 2006, similar to the one I quoted yesterday.

So, though nothing will probably ever come of this, he's definitely still a cool kid to hang out with, and I sincerely hope that I'm lucky enough to find a guy like him to date one day.

Anyway, I'm gonna go dream about him a little right now... and hopefully stop dreaming in time for class.

I definitely did NOT wake up in time for class that day or any other day. I had a regular blasty-blast, but I'm pretty sure I won't be graduating college for another fifty years. Obviously, hanging out with boys is way more important than getting a diploma. Right?

Man, I still am a dork.

Aimee Greeblemonkey

Aimee Greeblemonkey

I probably flung the back of my hand up to my forehead and put on my best "tortured soul" face.

HA! Love it.

However. The lack of sun really does screw with us. Word.

Mostly Lisa

Mostly Lisa

a dorky, perfectionist pirate. now that's something you don't come across every day!

love your blog. tis most lovely indeed!

Thursday's Child

Thursday's Child

Listen,

If you could see some of the notes, stories, and poems that I wrote to girls to whom I was affected. Oye vey. If I had them, I'd definitely post some, but alas, the girls themselves have them.

You ought to get yourself to one of those things that Sarah Brown does!!

Rachelskirts

Rachelskirts

Aimee Greeblemonkey - Yeah, I'm drinking in every last sunny day of the season. I wouldn't mind winter so much if there was either lots of sun or lots of snow, but that whole gray-ish blah thing just doesn't float my boat so much.

Mostly Lisa - Why thank you, ma'am! Glad you stopped by!

Thursday's Child - I never really had the guts to give mushy letters to boys. I just wrote swoontastic entries about them in blogs or diaries. Also, I've really wanted to start a Chicago Cringe thing for a while now, but I'm not sure I'm ready for such a huge project at the moment. We'll see, though.