not great, but not so bad

so i had a bad day. and then another. and another. and another. and another.
and then a day finally came when it wasn't so bad.
today my sister, mom, and i were startled when we witnessed a blimp flying over our backyard. a big one. and extremely low. and it had "outback" stretched across its side. before today, i never realized how funny blimps actually are. i like blimps.
i like yoga, too.
and high school talent shows.
i like my new friend--koala mitch.
and walking when i am talking on the phone.
i like my brown shoes with pink polka dots.
and chocolate chip cookies.

i don't know if i should send something. i don't think i have anything to say. i think i said it all. and it wasn't received well.
a lot of friends in love.
it's tiring to be happy for them all the time, when i feel so unloved.
b12.
flaxseed.
st. john's wort.
no drugs.
no doctors.
blah on drugs and doctors.
i have trust issues. you know, the i-have-a-hard-time-trusting-you sort.
i have self-worth issues. you know, the self-worthless sort.
he or she wouldn't say anything i don't already know.

i am a bfotb.
bfotb=best friend of the bride.
i am also a flwwngm.
i'll let you figure that one out for yourself.
i fold down the corners of the pages i like. if i could have one wish come true, it would be to do more than fold down the corners of pages.
imagination is my best friend. and my worst enemy.
so is the lie.
so is the pinch of hope continuously haunting my waking moments.
that last sentence was a wee bit over-dramatic--even for my taste.
i didn't think i was going to blog anymore. but i guess i am.