Frozen Random Thoughts

HeyO.


*Tonight is pessimistic sarcasm time. So shut up and sit down. It is cold here and coldness, does not make me happy*

This is stupid. The life. The blog. These people. This me.

Everything is wrong with me. Because I have to decide everything about my life. It is too much responsibility. There is too much pressure, and there is no one to go to. I mean I ask God for wisdom all the time, and my parents are like a waterfall of wisdom, but you know what I mean. At the end of the day, I make the decision. The words that I type or speak are permanently chained to me.

                                                                  *Little sister enters room*

"What are you blogging about?"

"I don't KNOW. I can't blog. I got 155 page views today. Last month I got, like, forty, for the whole month. And half of them were me...My topic is boring."

 *Melissa randomly starts typing about stupidity* *See first paragraph* 

"Talk about why it is stupid. Why are you feeling this way?"

*Melissa adds second paragraph*

 

And I finally get in a groove, because I have had a revelation. I need to talk to a real person to blog.  I have to get a live reaction to see if I make any sense or  if  this is stupid. Because my brain feeds off of the laughter, the banter, the combined creativity. So this post is brought to you by little sister. 

 

I am weak. I need others to help. OKAY?

 

Because I was temperamental For your enjoyment a brief quotation on spelling.

"Is this spelled right?" I ask

*Little sister squints*

"Yeah." She says

*Melissa stares at word*

"It just looks funny."

"Some words do." *Little sister shrugs* *Goes back to scrolling*

"Let it go." *cue gasp of collective annoyance*

 

This post had 'Frozen' in its title...what did you expect? Be thankful there wasn't more.



<3 Lissa

P.S. This blog post is may/may not be influenced by the magic white cold stuff, that has kept me inside today.  #cabinfever? #SnowInSummer #NowPlease