Getting Used To This

I am still getting used to this website. I am a twitter-er, so saving up all my little thoughts into something bigger is hard. So to return to something I posted before, it turns out that a meditation is a paper where you kind of meditate on a subject (never would have guessed!) and feel out (or up) the subject by pondering your own questions and prompting people to wonder on their own. Or something. Ha.
Tonight I am going to a semi-formal dance at my school, the last one of the year. The theme is time warp, and I am riding in with my sister and four of my friends. My sister, Mom, and my friend Casey are going to go shopping first, and that should be really fun. So for those of you that know what a time warp theme would look like, here's how I match it. My dress is just above my knees and has the scratchy stuff that makes it poofy underneath. It is black, and the part that covers the boob area is white and strapless. I have a lacy little jacket-thing to wear over it, and today will be getting shoes and lacy tights. I'm excited! I want to rat up my hair a little and wear some cool glasses and red lipstick. I hope its as awesome as it is in my head.
I've been really up and down lately, and twitter knows this. I tend to post on the upswing into a good mood, and the fall into a bad one. I'm not just moody, I think there is something really bothering me that I just can't quite get to. Example: I buy pink/reddish pants and am in love with them. Erin says they are too short and its terrible. The rest of my day is spent feeling like I don't deserve to walk on this planet, and later I realize it's just because she trashed my confidence. And things keep adding up, and I freak out. Blech.
Yesterday was one of those days, and I drove to school really angry and crying a bit. I get there and head in to American Sign Language, and saw a twitter post from 3sixty5days (Stephen Byrne, look him up,) that said "Lesson of the day: No matter how shit you think things are, they'll always get better <3" and I replied "@3sixty5days Prove that to me and maybe I'll stop feeling like shit on the bottom of someone's shoe." Now I reply to people on twitter all the time. A lot. And I never get any sort of acknowledgement from people with more that 2,000 followers. 3sixty5days has 2,438 followers, and during ASL I got a txt from twitter telling me I had a DIRECT MESSAGE, not a reply, from 3sixty5days that said "Hope everythings ok <3" I nearly crapped my pants during class. I showed people but they don't know who he is (he's in Ireland,) and they didn't care, but thank you Stephen for caring! I love you for being real <3 It made my day, but I can't direct message him back because he is not following me. :(
Btw, I got more blonde put into my hair (already a natural blonde,) and it's kinda cool.
Loves,
Megan