It turned out to be a Discover America and Radiohead day. Today could be defined by the following lyrics:
"You'd kill yourself for recognition,
kill yourself to never ever stop.
You broke another mirror,
you're turning into something you are not."
-High and Dry, Radiohead
I don't know why, I'm just extremely blah today. Today's sermon was reptetive and dulling, dad likes to dub my actions as "typical" for a teenager, and I've felt like a snob all day. I'm sick of not being able to let things go or taking things "too seriously" as compared to other people. I'm sick of being depressed and frustrated and confused with every occurance to the last detail; everything is about the freaking details, and I can't stop it. And most of all, I'm sick of crying. Right now, I feel like breaking a thousand mirrors. I don't care that it's worth 7,000 years of bad luck.
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