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oh dear, there i go making the subject of this journal sound all interesting again. darrrnn. too bad that the above topic is the title of a book. you're disappointed again, now aren't you? that's all my journals our, just disappointment.
anyways, this book that i read was about, you guessed it, angels. it was actually pretty good. it's about this girl who's boyfriend dies in a car accident, and when that happens she loses her faith in just about everything, including angels (which she used to be really into.) ironically enough, her boyfriend becomes her guardian angel, and he has to save her, because that accident he died in, it wasn't an accident. it was MURDER! and now the murderer's after her. like i said, pretty good book. well, actually its THREE books, all crammed into one super book. you know? i found it at target. just so you know. in case you wanna go get yourself a copy... anyways, i figured "hey, this book is really thick, maybe it'll take me the whole spring break to finish it! then i'll have something to do!" brrrrt...wrong. four days. if you wanna be all technical about it. i mean, i guess i finished it this morning. if you count two o'clock to be morning...
i hate finishing books. well, no...i love finishing books, especially if they're good, cause then you get to the good endings. but i don't like the whole OVER part...i mean, it's nice if you know there's another one coming to look forward too. instead its like "wow, that was really good! i can't wait to read more tomorrow! oh wait...nevermind. i already finished it..." i really like books in case you haven't noticed..i know, i know. what a freak, right? but i love having all these different stories in my head. then when you're really bored you can just think about then. i really like when a character just jumps out at you and makes you want to change you're own life, you know? no, you probably don't.
as a few of you know, who happen to be reading these journals, and i dunno, maybe you've been long time loyal readers, (thanks to those few of you who are!) i was looking back at some journals. not these ones though.i think these are always better than my actual handwritten ones, because i write more in these. the other ones are just..ehh, i dunno. i don't sound like myself as much. because i can't add in all these other little side notes, because after like half an hour of writing with a stupid pen my hand gets tired. annnywaays i was looking at one of my journals, a paper one, and i looked back like, a year from now. and holy crap, i was..nieve. seriously! ugh. as much as i hate to admit it, i thought i knew a bunch of stuff and i thought i was all ready to go and face the world but, oh no, i'm wrong again (gee, am i EVER right? i just shouldn't trust myself anymore) yeah, anyways i was just shocked by how..different i sounded. i dunno.. maybe i was happier back then. well, there's no maybe about it. yeah i was happier back then. and thus, i was not seeing things as clearly as i do now. sucks doesn't it? you switch one thing for another. yeah yeah, i now i'm kinda pessimistic lately. i'm working on it. bleh. i do believe my inspiration for writing has vanished. so i think i'll just stop now and go back to learning to play a song. it's "lighthouse" by the hush sound, for all you people wondering (not that there's any more than like, two of you...)
goodnight.
~krissy