That's the title of a song from Coldplay's new album. "I used to rule the world..." It's a rather calming and as usual, contemplative song from the group. What have I been up to lately? This last weekend I left San Diego. It was a great mini-trip.
Since then, I've been sitting in my room listening to 80s Europop and rock, with the occasional contemporary song or two. I check Craigslist.org and other job sites almost religiously. From time to time I'll leave my room to get food or workout. Other than that, I've been trying my hardest to avoid using money because I am jobless and poor. Emphasis on poor. I hang out with some friends here and there. I've gotten tanner and possibly more cancerous.
However, the point of this blog entry is likely to start here. I have the most schizoid and psychoanalytic personality anyone could ever assume. Behind a mask of "dumb blonde moments" and slightly lecherous wit, is a girl who sits waiting for her moment to be acknowledged. I want to believe my moment will come sooner than later, but time is starting to prove me wrong. The whole "starving artist" image is totally what I'm portraying right now, and I don't look good while doing it. So finances aside, my heart is going through a lot of ups and downs. One moment it feels pretty exuberant with complete and utter silliness, and the next just sheer disappointment and pain. I guess that's life, right? The ability to feel all these feelings are supposed to be a gift. But, I wish the feelings were more consistent because, honestly, nothing in my life is stable right now.
I have a "Princess Complex". I don't wish I was one nor do I believe myself to be one, but in my small and sometimes icy heart, I wish someone would treat me as one. Do I deserve it? Probably not, but one can hope right? I've been feeling like a princess lately, but I wonder how long it will last until the cruelty of reality lassos itself onto me.








