Crazy how life can get so busy. Speaking of which, I should be either sleeping or college-apping right now, but who cares about common sense? 😛
In my long absence, I have knitted a hat (very purple and only slightly misshapen), learned to cable stitch, made play-dough, failed epically at creative methods of gift delivery, and discovered that I can make bagels and pita with the same dough I’ve been using to make bread. Yum – to the last part, that is; yarn doesn’t taste that great, but hey, no need to take my word for it. With enough hot fudge topping, who knows what could happen? DELETE. 😛
Also, love, or at least the uncontrollable insanity we tend to call by that name, all too often means putting the other person’s happiness first. Sometimes this is enjoyable, sometimes not. But if you’re not willing to do it anyway, then… well, what kind of love is it if you’re more worried about yourself?
Also #2, life is confusing. I’m not sure how much of this is adolescence and how much of it is going to follow me into adulthood.
Is happiness just a front, just something to cover the underlying problems that don’t go away?…
No. Somehow the two manage to coexist; it makes neither aspect less real. And life is a beautiful and dysfunctional thing all at the same time. I have no idea how this works, but if it made sense it would be much less interesting.
I wouldn’t change any of it. I’ll come out of it stronger and wiser… I hope.