sarcasm speaks for itself.

It's incredible how a whole day of endless sarcastic banter, and a few witty comments can put a smile on your face.

help me to believe what i know i can't

In English class we have been reading Romeo and Juliet. Along with analyzing the book we have spent some time looking at our own views on love. Are we the type to fall within moments like Romeo? Are we slightly more cautious like Juliet? Are we just looking for a good time like Mercutio? Or are we bitter, and pessimistic like Benvolio? Unfortunately I'm more of a Benvolio than anyone else. When we were sharing our views I began to realize that I not only hated the idea of one person being made for you, but I don't believe that the human mind is capable of actually loving. Isn't love supposed to be someone putting their partner before everything else? No one does that. I just can't see myself only being made for one other person. You have to be made for multiple people because what if you miss out on that supposed one person? Then everything is over? No. Some say that they live for love, but would they die for it? It just doesn't make any sense to me. In class we all joke around about my negative opinion, and I put a smile on, but I worry. What if I'm the only person in the world who's not capable of love? Forever in like, Sydney

what do you say to taking chances?

i lied. i'm back. Okay, so I'm taking a chance this week, and speaking up for a change. Unfortunately the cause I'm speaking up for won't help anyone really, but it will help me sort things out quite a bit. I'm just going to close my eyes, and jump. Unfortunately this is the internet, so I will not explain my situation at the moment, but once it's figured out I will tell you all what happened. Hopefully when I jump someone will be there to catch me. Daringly Yours, Sydney

"what do you say to jumping off the edge?"

rewind because i hate to fast forward

I'm in a bit of a funk. Taking a break from blogging. Don't worry, I'll be back.