My kitty is sitting on our washer

We are needy people. We need friends to support and encourage us. We need our families, no matter how crazy and messed up they seem. We need God. We need air to breathe. We need a roof over our heads. I was not liking the idea of sleeping on a cot for a week because my bed was given to my youngest sister. I was complaining about it. Then I realized I have a bed to sleep on. There are people in this world who are stuck sleeping in alleys and under bridges and other very uncomfortable, unsafe places. So I really don't have a right to complain at all.

Last night, I got really sad. I was talking to someone and realized how comfortable I've become in this unexcitedness. It made me so sad that I started crying. Why do I let this happen? Why does it seem like some of us have more dry seasons than others? Why does it seem like those dry seasons last longer than the undry seasons? Like an undry season for me lasts about a month, an undry season can last like 2 or 3 months. It's kind of scary. I don't want to be comfortable when this happens. I want to be in so much discomfort, it's unbearable.

I'm feeling lazy today. My dad, on the other hand, is in a cleaning mood, meaning I get to do lots of housework today! Bleh. We were watching Full House yesterday and he said I remind him of DJ Tanner. I completely agree with him. Whenever I watch it, I remind myself of DJ Tanner. And my dad, well he reimnds me of Danny Tanner. I get annoyed with my older sister. All of her free time is spent on Zoosk, a facebook dating thing. She just needs to get off the computer and go get a real social life. Because a cyber social life really isn't a life at all. I've been so bored this past week. And all I can think is this is not the life I want when I'm older. I want it to be fun and exciting, not spent at home, always watching tv or on the computer. That's how my family spends most of their free time and it saddens me. They could be living for so much more. I could go on and on. But what's the use? Sitting here writing about isn't going to change anything.

I guess I am going to go pick giraffes' noses now. Should be fun! Toodles.