Someday we'll be the fairest of them all.

I wish I could write songs. No really, some times I find song lyrics so beautiful and explaining what I'm trying to say so wonderfully, that I feel like crying. Gaahh.
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Woohoo. Seems like Twilight fever is FINALLY over. But boohoo. Seems like New Moon fever has started. Tell me whats worse. Ugh. Like, I was in my new uni's computer lab, with a bunch of people I don't really know, but am trying really hard to like. And all they want to talk about is that stupid damn movie. And when I, honest as could be, declared that I absolutely hated Twilight and everything to do with it, they shrunk back from me in horror as if I had the swine flu. Whatevs.

But seriously. I really believe that the Twilight saga is getting way way more attention than it deserves. It's being over-hyped. Over-worshipped. Over-attention-given. Over-liked. Over-loved. Overly-plastered-over-bumperstickersonfacebook. Don't you? [no, i do not really want you to answer this if you're not gonna say yes] Honest to God, I can think of so many books/movies that are well deserving of the readership/viewership the Twilight Saga is snatching away.
Which reminds me. Something scares me. Sometimes, I read something, and find it so lovely. But then I forget about it. There must be millions of such lovely things I've read; books, quotes, lyrics, whatever; that have completely slipped from my mind. That makes me so awefully sad. Wish I could properly organize my brain. Have folders. And favourites. And a history tab.
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My blogpost is in a weird format. Perhaps this will continue in the future as well. Please bear with me. I can't think about one particular thing for very long these days. As if something much superior is occupying a greater part of my brain. So, sorry and all that shizz. Oh and please please, can someone properly explain to me what tumblr is all about. I'm positively fascinated by it, but it makes me feel lost.
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I can make myself feel more awkward than anyone else can. I just feel like I should point that out.
Also, I know I do stupid things, react in the most inappropraite ways, say the worst words I can, I always do. Spoils everything completely at times. Puts me into situations that I don't know how to get out of. And what gets me the most is how I can do that, but still feel in a way that is practically opposite to how it seems. It's very bizarre. I am a strange child.

-Chelsea