I woke up this morning wishing I could sleep for another decade. Morphing into a bear-sounds like a most divine option. Hibernation anyone? I am surely a taker. Anyways, if getting out of bed wasn't difficult enough, merely walking around was like wearing boots (although my boots are in reality only fake leather..or whatever it is) of steel and concrete. My muscles scorned my recent exercise. When going running the previous day I ran on my tip-toes in order to get a more delving workout in my lower calves, which Im sure I suceded in. What I wasnt prepared for was a full on civil war between my determination to run as hard and challenging as I can (my mind) and my actual strength (my calves).
ANYWAYS,
enough prattle.
It was strange today. I wore my muffin/mushroom hat because I didnt have time to dry my hair, and I got the oddest reactions from people. A couple people smiled at me, girls complimented me "thats such a cute hat!" "thats such a cute hat and you look great in it!" Blah blah blah. I know that it is seemly and only customary to be flattered by recieving compliments (although, I dont see the reason for me saying thanks, I didnt make the hat! I just wear it for darn sake to keep my noggin' from freezing!) but during the course of my day, the random smiles and compliments I found myself bewildered. It brought me to a realization. I would love not to state it because everytime I think over this character quirk that I have, I feel sheepish. Again, a reaction that seems strange.
well, my character quirk is that I dislike attention. I love people. Love to talk with them, see them smile and laugh, do them good, but at the same time I do not like them focusing on me. Alright...that is not entirely true. I do daydream being able to sing in front of a crowd with an awesome voice that could touch everyone's hearts and souls with its awesomeness...I even enact it when jumping on my bed singing (off tune of course) to my ipod. But, at the same time I would love to have the chance to dissapear.
Oh hey look! Caitlin is rambaling again! what a surprise....? not really.
Anyways ( I say that a lot, dont I?) apparently Rexburg is supposedly going to get colder...(more cold..whatever) Is that even possible?!! When walking out of the library my breath was forced back into my chest by a great and terrible fist of freezing cold air. It was as if it were saying "BREATHING IS NOT ALLOWED. LIFE DOES NOT EXIST OUT HERE, BE GONE HUMAN!"
Of course I trudged my way through the torrent of devilish angels hidden in the wind, but it was not without great struggle. When I scuffle home from my night classes I try to dispell my anger towards the freezing death by whistling: "There is sunshine in my soul today!" ha! take that evil chill! I dont mind the looks of endearment and patronization from patrons; I carry on in my battle, though subtle, which is unquestionably essential to my survival.
This reminds me...
there are certain things that I must have. If I have them, I am good. If not, I am an unhappy quiet yet coniving grump. And they are as follows:
1. Caitlin must have a full stomach
2. Caitlin must be able to sleep
3. Caitlin must be warm.
Really, I am not high maitenance. I dont lust after jewels, nice clothes, nice cars, nice houses, nice cutlery (I bet someone somewhere lusts after nice cutlery, who wouldnt want a nice sleek knife or fork?) such on a so forth.
Anways, a warm, full, and well rested Caitlin is a Happy Caitlin. Who is also refferring to herself in third person and must get to bed now before she looses her mind. oh wait, too late.
Good night world. Good night friends, foes, aquaintences, bosom nothings, entertainers, entertainees, or random folk who do not fit in catagories.
Night.
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