A day...to say the least

Today, someone asked, "What's wrong with him?" Him being me, and well, I'll tell you what's wrong. I'm wrong. Lots of stuff is messed up. The life I want and had has been messed up in the present. I have my reasons for believing it has been messed up, and I do put blame on some people and things and situations and past events...I just don't know anymore. I feel as if no one wants to deal with me.

On a happier note, I still want the life that's been in my dreams forever, and bad things in the past can be overcome, but it's going to be much harder now, in my mind. I could be wrong, according to Tyler, but then how are problems fixed later? It can't work that way without violating something very important at the future stage of the game.

Right now, I'm listening to Pachelbel's Canon in D and imagining Janet dressed in white at the end of the aisle, before the Wedding March starts and everybody stands up because the Most Beautiful Woman in the World is entering the room.

That's my dream, and if it doesn't happen, that's ok. I at least tried, and my mistakes got in the way and were blown out of proportion by someone who "cares" to ask what's the matter with me.

As a note, I'm moving to the Exchange at the end of the school year. So I can't be kicked off property upon which I am taking up residence. So take that!!!