I find myself rather bi-polar lately. It's been nearly two weeks since Justin and I have broken up, and I've stumbled across another. Is that suppose to be a good thing? I barely know this boy, but he seems promising. And yet - I can't sway my thoughts from Justin. He broke it off, I'm the victim, he said the hurtful things the following day, freeing me from my victim status. I don't want to subject myself to someone that doesn't love me equally, but I don't want to lose something that had the potential to be great.

A new opportunity arises, and fearful I hold back. Why couldn't he just love me the first time.. why couldn't we get it right? He wasn't drop-dead gorgeous. He wasn't funny. He wasn't anything like me, but I felt something. Casey's my twin and competely and utterly adorable, but I lack the confidence to win him. He moves in a step, and I take 2 back.

I will try to plant my feet firmly on the ground. And I will win this internal battle. I will.

So.. a good friend of mine through some of this stuff in my lap, and I gotta say - it's beautiful. Not what you want to be listening to when you're in a sad mood, but it's just breath-taking. Minimalistic, calming, and over-whelmingly brilliant... from Iceland Sigur Rós is just great.

March Break - is boring me. I want to go back to school and flaunt my new clothes I spent 120 bucks on. I need a mood lift, boys are silly.

Shopping with Mom for some new house stuff, she refused to buy me this..