"Flying too high with my head in the sky..."

I kind of totally missed Monday so..........this week's random picture is going to be uplifting!It's a sunset in Greece! I don't know which island, but one of them.

I was playing "Anywhere But Here" today, and "vacationing on Aegean" totally won. And it was mine. I was surprised, usually somebody tops that somehow but since the semester just started and we are all hearing this marvelous stories from our friends who were abroad last semester, Greece really is super appealing right now. :P

"I wish you were a stranger I could disengage"

I am full of self-doubt. I hide it behind this mask of conceit and arrogance, which has seeped into my actual self. But mixed into that conceit is doubt.

Nothing brings out these doubts like relationships with other people. And right now, I'm almost overwhelmed. Between the restlessness I've been feeling, which is a new feeling for me because I usually I manage to keep myself entertained with the things I'm doing.

More than that, there's boys. Sadly, I'm still hung up on the one boy from Rhode Island. And, speaking of Rhode Island, none of them are calling me, returning my phone calls, or anything. I did get a MySpace comment (in reply to a MySpace comment I left him) from one of them today. But it's a little worrisome. Are they okay? Did I do something wrong? I'm sure I'm just being paranoid but, it's a worry none-the-less.

Then there's the happy news, which of course is making me self-doubt more. Why? Because I met a boy. In fact, I met him last night. And spent most of the past 24 hours with him. And we may or may not have used the boyfriend word. I definitely have a hicky on my neck.
I'm nervous, it's moving fast. I've never used the boyfriend word when I've known someone for less than a week before. I'm worried that he's more into me than I am into him, I'm worried I might subconsciously be using him to try to get over Neil. It's not him, he's great. Well, he seems great so far (although I found his MySpace and it's a little...not anything at all like him). It's all in this massive lack of trust in myself.

Some day I'll figure out where that stems from. In the meantime, I'm going to go to sleep (because no matter what this post is telling you, it's Monday now...and it has been for two hours). I'll wake up, go to class, come back and play a nice game of "Anywhere But Here", and then go with the flow. That's how I roll -- with the flow.

"Do you wanna carve my name into a wall right next to yours inside of a heart?"

I'm sure this constant Savage Garden is wearing on my roommates nerves by now. It's been about 24 hours and I've listened to all of four songs not by Savage Garden and/or Darren Hayes. (Those songs, should you be wondering, were "The Factory Girls/Come Up To My Office" from Parade, "Out of my League" by Stephen Speaks, "Hold On" by Jim Verraros, and "All of the Above" by Big City Rock).

Anyways. The meat of what I'm going to write about today is a game. It's a game I love. I play it with myself, I play it with my friends. It's a cheer-up thing usually. I played it today as a method of procrastinating. Which is funny, because now I'm writing about it as a method of procrastinating.

The game is called "Anywhere But Here". All you really need to play is an imagination.
You think of where you are, and what you're doing or dealing with. An example? I'm in my dorm room and I am supposed to be writing two papers. Well, one paper and a conclusion to a paper I already wrote.
Then, you think of somewhere else you could be. "My friend's dorm room, watching Tristan & Isolde." You have to start realistically like that, because you need to escalate.
If you are playing with someone else, they'll say the next answer. "The MoJo Diner, eating bacon cheddar cheese fries."
Your turn (or the next player's turn). Whoever's turn it is escalates again.

Of course, the game is a little predictable. It almost inevitably ends on a tropical island with someone gorgeous. For example, I might end it with: "under this gorgeous waterfall with Tom Welling."Probably not Tom Welling. It's only because I heard someone out in the hall say something about Superman that I even thought of him. :P