all i (really) want is to be in the light.

My knees hurt from doing "the worm" on the wooden BlackBox floor.
Owww.
Today's not a good day. Yesterday wasn't a good day. Tomorrow's not going to be a good day. Neither will Wednesday or Thursday or Friday. Just let this week be over.
One of my best friends at college had her apartment broken into and was assaulted Friday morning.
It makes me very sad, and angry, and hurt, and upset, and unhappy.
She didn't deserve that. Not in the slightest.
It's unfair and unjust and painful. I hate it. I don't understand people that could do such heinous things to others. I don't get it.
I feel rather sad and lonely. I yearn for that singular, specifically-for-me person. I don't know for sure who is specifically made for me right now, so right now I miss Drew. It might not even be the actual Drew that I miss but the idea.
Not again.
God, I'm so sick of loving ideas instead of realities. Uggggggggggggh.
I don't want to date. No dating. I just want my stability, my commitment, my rock.
Where are you, rock? Reveal yourself to me.
I'm too busy to date.
I just want someone to love me.
And not just someone.
Uggggggggggggggh.
"Umbrella" makes my spirits a little higher.
Eating too many cookies? Definitely not heightening the spirits.
I'm not looking forward to my wisdom teeth extraction either.
I've been sort of a suck-A Christian lately.Why, then, is it surprising that I'm unhappy?
I need to get my act together.
I need to get over my wracking guilt about everything.
I need to study Comparative Politics.
I need to memorize a monologue from a film.
I need to learn Chapters 10 and 11 from my Spanish book.
I just want to go to bed. And that's probably what I'll do.
Soy ice cream's not that great, by the way.