I don't want Halloween to be over:(

even if it's awkward and not so exciting..I love the feeling! I'm nervous about class, rehearsal, my costume, tomorrow night, ahh Megan you need to chill! I didn't murder flowers today! woot. This year is getting worse. please please let me go and it be the right place in january! I sound like a very hyper girly girly tonight. hmph.I feel happy.

This should some it up

I'm not feeling so wordy today,









and a quote to end- hehe<3

Yes, I know.

I just posted something, but looking over my blog everything is so black and white! I'm moving on to happiness!

I'm in the mood for corpse bride and scariness. Graveyards, haunted houses...the whole deal. I just love October and everything that comes with Halloween, but I'm not satanist, quite the opposite. I never get to do what I want on Hallowene though, last year was hell:( Hope is coming back, dance..etc. I want things to work out...please! I can't help but whine.

False hope.

prayer.

let's choose the right path, and find it soon!

Out of reach?

Deciding if my dreams could be reality is the hard part now. What if it's all out of reach, and they're too big? I know everyone would disagree but it's a scary thing. I really want to make this happen, but time is ticking on, and I am procrastinating, and I'm scared. Please let this one amazing thing happen? Even though there are so many little ones....


My thoughts are having a field day

bound and determined.

I don't how the sheets and covers get thrown off of my bed. and I lay here on the bare mattress. I'm not confident enough to display my thoughts, in fear someone will think I'm unhappy. I feel like I'm getting no where. Good things are happening to people and I'm happy for them, but now I just think it's not meant to be for me. Will something ever happen to me that I will be shocked? as far as love, ballet..etc. I'm stressed. it shows through way too much. I really want to go...you know. My friends are dis loyal. I am loyal. I'm questioning things. What have I let go..what will I gain. Can I do this? I'm 16 and I feel like I'm running out of time. I'm and thinker and it may be the death of me. In the words of the spilled canvas-"fat is an elegant cold-hearted whore, she loves salting my wounds yea she enjoys nothing more." sounds emo? stop saying that! c'mon fate be nice to me and make it snappy.

It's 3 am I must be lonely...

Actually it's 3:31. But the song has it right, I am lonely. Good things happen to bad people, Did ya know that? change of environment sounds good. things change, but you have to do something about them. Only time will tell all..
isn't that scary?