run like the wind.

So. I'm kinda thinking about running away. I was reading Helen (of Troy)'s blog and she was ranting about running away and not having a life in Troy and all that...you can read about it here. It got me thinking about how boring sitting around and knitting is. I mean, don't get me wrong, I LOVE singing along to punk music under my breath and envisioning myself as a rockstar, but big things don't happen to everyone. My parents are the busy type...meaning I'm the alone type. So Helen, if you're reading this, I would love to run away with you. All I need is a lollipop and my boombox, and I'm good. I don't really think my parents would miss me...maybe. Not. Okay, now I'm being like Helen, rambling on about what to do. I'm kinda stuck. I need to think this over more. I need to finish knitting my toga.

*nausicaa*