RobinNichole's World

2006-11-03T06:16:00.000-08:00

'Cause everything's better with a friend. Reading old blogs or looking at stupid pictures. You should try it sometime. It will make your heart feel light. While you can't do that right now, go read a book or listen to a c.d. That'll keep you busy. I have concerts and work and more concerts in the next couple of weeks, so I'm good. Stay tuned.

so, yeah...

2006-10-30T18:42:00.000-08:00

Maybe it won't be so hard this time. That's what I thought last time, though, and it was worse. Maybe I should stop trying to predict how it's going to be and just accept what gets thrown at me. Yes, I think that may be the right and easiest thing to do, but since when do I do things the easy way. I always have to make them so much harder than they really are. Why? I don't know. Maybe I have this thing for inflicting pain on myself. It's really not the smartest idea, but it works for me. It's how I've been my whole life and it's probably how I'll always be. I just wish that I could be different. I know now that I won't, but it's nice to imagine. Try imagining sometime. It'll free you from yourself for a bit, before you have to get back to reality.

2006-10-24T15:24:00.000-07:00

I think that I finally understand this website. It only took me what? 10 months? Well, give me a break. It was a little complicated to realize every time I tried to make a new post, I made a whole new journal. Honestly, I don't know why I ever strayed away from MySpace. It was so much easier. Oh, yeah. LiveJournal. That site has become my life. Seriously. I love more than you could possibly understand. I don't think I'm making much sense. Then again, I don't think I make much sense most of the time. Now that I understand what to do around here, I'll definantly be posting more often. Watch for it.

i'mcomingandyoubetterbeready: RobinNichole

First Time

2006-09-05T19:07:00.000-07:00

I don't really know what I'm supposed to write here. I guess, in the end, it's gonna be another place for me to share my thoughts. Why not just start there now, instead of beating around the bush?

I'm watching yet another VMA rerun as I write this and wondering why I allow myself to get sucked into this show when I'm only watching for two awards. I'm waiting for Viva La Bam to come on and wondering how the hell I ever got into that show.

I think I should just stop wondering why I do the things I do. I never really come to a final conclusion and end up just getting confused. Why do we think in the first place anyway? We never do what our thoughts tell us we should. We pretty much almost always just end up doing what our guts tell us to do. I guess our guts might actually be smarter than our minds. They do say that there are more nerve endings there, so, who knows?

See, I told you I'd end up writing things that make no sense. In some wierd way, they do, though. Maybe they'll help someone, or maybe they'll sit in cyberspace forever. I don't really care. I'm putting them out there to be read.

itain'talwaysthishard: RobinNichole