If you saw me right now, you would think I was insane. running around in my somewhat medieval looking homecomming dress from last year. i just had the sudden urge to want to be in a fairy tale, thats all. after looking through toys that havnt been played with in years, my old doll house, barbies, pet shop...i wanted to play make believe for a while. so, prince charming, i wait here in my princess dress for you. try to make it before midnight, cause well, id rather not walk in 3 inch heels. ________________________________________ some little memory deep inside my mind is jumping up and down, raising its hand and crying out "me!! me!!" something about someone who believed in a wheel of fortune, shakespeare, i think? one side of the wheel was bad and one was good and the wheel keeps turning, fortunes go from good to bad to good, to, yes, bad, and i'm sure you can figure the rest out until death. so, anytime things go bad they are bound to go good eventually, and the opposite applies too. well, um, yeah. shakespeare was right. or maybe its a viewpoint thing. things are looked upon as being practically paradise because of the horrible past? who knows. but sometimes things seem to get [types randomly on the numberpad on the keyboard, hitting many keys until there is a long line of numbers, for emphasis] times better in less than 24 hours. so maybe's shakespeare is right. AAaaannndd its been almost 24 hours and i still can't breathe. i think i have asthma but i don't want to go to the doctor, ive been there too many times in the last few months... (maybe thats why i always feel like im gonna pass out when i run...?)