When I was in college, I don't know how it started, but my friends and I started squishing our cheeks into our face and saying I'M ANGRY when we, or one of the others were mad. It always made us laugh, and relax a little bit because we looked so ridiculous.
I need my girlfriends to make the angry face at me. I'm getting angry these days. I'm torn between explaining why or just letting it continue to build up inside me.
I told my mom yesterday that I have more frequently been cursing in my head because of the parts of this past year that...well, I don't want to use too many incriminating adjectives.
However, before I begin, I would like to welcome Jill and Kate to my blog. Thanks for reading my garbage so faithfully! You're probably my most frequent readers. I'm sure I'll be internet famous, thanks to all your page views! It is a secret dream of mine to be a famous blogger. Not on that I pursue very strongly, though.
I think I'll just leave it alone. I wrote out a ton of stuff, but I deleted it because I knew it was wrong.
Oh, to be evil, without a care in the world, except how terrible I can make other people's lives.