Totally Obsessed Knitter

Do you ever have the feeling that it's like...(that was poorly constructed, I know. But humor me. It's the end of Spring Break.)

Like....you really want to sing. Loud. And...loud. And enjoy what you're doing?

This would be me right now. Er, it was at church today, anyway.

Stupid allergies. Stupid pollen. Thanks to you, I've gone and lost my voice.

Maybe it was the wind...it's been pretty windy lately. Maybe my voice was blown away (Har. har. I'm so funny.)

So yeah. Lost my voice. Again. It actually seems like a it's a light cold or something, cause I've got the nose part, the cough, and the voicelessness bit. Everything is better than it was, though. *takes a drink of Sprite* Aaaaaah. All that bubbly goodness. The feeling when you swallow Sprite..is like...the same feeling...when your foot falls asleep. Ever think about that? All pricks and spice-but-not-really-spice.

My, aren't we witty today.

Um. *cough* Excuse me. *cough* *icky cough* UGH. excuse me.

I really want to move more on my knitting blog. But. I haven't really had the time.

Actually. My mom has been reading a lot of books lately of like...time management, and de-cluttering. And one thing it said.

"The excuse 'I haven't had time' is a lie. You really do have time, but you haven't taken the time to actually do it. Or it's not at the top of your priority list."

Bingo.

Or maybe it's just because I'm afraid that my personal life blogness will leak into my public knitting blog. And I'll say something racist, or something. And Everyone will hate me.

Or maybe I'm just paranoid.

I make the most of all this stress
I try to live without regrets
But I'm about to break a sweat
I'm freaking out

It's like a poison in my brain
It's like a fog that blurs the sane
It's like a vine you can't untangle
I'm freaking out

Every time I turn around
Something don't feel right

Just might be paranoid
I'm avoiding the lines because they just might split
Can someone stop the noise?
I don't know what it is but I just don't fit

Consider me destroyed
I don't how to act 'cause I lost my head
I must be paranoid
I never thought it would come to this
I'm paranoid, yeah

I can't believe I just used lyrics from a Jonas Brothers song.

This is baaaaaad.