I think I'm developing a pattern of writing posts at late hours. Maybe that's when I'm psychotic enough to put my views and personal opinions about everything from my life to Sarah Palin online where anyone can read them. BTW, I dislike Sarah Palin. I think she could have had a chance at being beneficial to the U.S. if she had actually learned anything about government beforehand. Now, I just can't get all of those SNL skits out of my head. Well, the skits and the fact that I disagree with a large majority of her opinions. On on somewhat related note, a guy (very cute) came into Smoothie King today. After ordering his smoothie, paying, and saying "Thanks, you have a good day too," he proceeds to tell me, "Vote my dad for judge, Jay Atherton, cause he's a great guy." I have to tell you, if I were voting, I would most definitely not vote for a candidate based on his teenage son's view of him! Well, at least that gave me some interesting ideas about arguing with cute boys in Smoothie Kings about whether or not Republicans have any idea how to run the government. Good times.... On a slightly hilarious note, I have recently discovered Chelsea Lately! This show is.... hilarious. I cannot even explain the hilarity. I can merely show:

This chick makes me hold my stomach and laugh so hard I cry. And on that happy note, I sign off, with a promise to myself that I will keep up this 2 day streak of writing every day. And that I will actually write about things that are interesting to people other than myself. And that they won't all be about how I fear the future.

Oh, the random analogy I came up with at 1 AM

If theres one thing I've discovered about myself lately, it's that I am a loner. Somehow, I spent the last few months of high school being terrified of losing my friends after we graduated. Yet, I have realized that I am kind of pushing them away. Why is this? Is my fear of losing them making me want some control over the situation? Have I out grown them? Or have they out grown me? Slowly, I see my friends moving on. I see them spending all of there time with people I do not know and do not relate to, instead of desiring to spend any time at all with me. I see them growing in amazing ways, processes that I was not a part of. I see them stretching their lives around so many new things that I do not comprehend. And it scares me. But at the same time, it challenges me; it slaps me in the face; it does not allow me to waver in my indecisiveness. It shoves me over the cliff. I am in free fall, and there is no one beside me. I look up, and at the edge of the cliff I see those people who I thought were my everything, and I ache at the thought of leaving them, but I also shake my fist at them. I look down, towards a great ocean of prosperity and happiness. But to fall into this ocean I must navigate my way past the great, jagged rocks that stick out of the crashing waves and threaten me. I have no idea where I will land. I have no idea if a great gust of wind will push me back towards the cliff. And I do not know if those that I left at the edge of the cliff will jump, and join me. My life is one of a great many unknowns. And I'm horrifically exhilarated by that.