I've been in this strange sort of mood lately, one moment I'm happy bouncy cheery lucky-a-go-go and the next I just want to cry like a baby.
I really hate waiting for things to happen and decisions to be made, but I wonder if I don't hate to make these decisions by myself even more. My life is strange and rather awkward, so I guess that must mean that I am, too.

Also, I've been listening to Cocteau Twins alot for the past few days, does that mean something?