It's not you, it's me. :))

So yeah, apparently my blog gets around more than I am aware of, despite its being dead for a number of months. And to think I had this false sense of security posting here x_X Lol, it's fine. Blogs are generally public in the first place.

In all honesty, I actually have NOTHING to blog about today.

Yes, I could blog about our movie trip to watch Transformers, but we already seem to be the last wave of people who've seen it so blogging about it would be redundant.

*coughIcriedwhenOptimusdiedcough*

Ah! Here's something interesting to blog about.

I've been having really vivid dreams lately aside from the usual influx of those best dreams ever over the past few months.

Lol this morning (I'm saying this morning because I woke up too early and then went to sleep again), I had a dream that there was this king who had loved a woman greatly but nobody approved of their marriage. So the usual crap happens and he has to throw her into a jail cell.

What people don't know is that they have a cute little baby and the baby's locked in the cell along with her mom.

Somewhere along the way the mom and the baby get turned into chickens.

Don't ask me why. I am yet to comprehend the inner workings of my subconsciousness.

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You were waiting for more?

B-but that was it :)) I never did get to find out what happened to the mom and the baby, for all I know the king could have eaten them.

The point is, my dream was vivid :)) I didn't say it made sense, I just said it was vivid. |D

Yes, that was a very pointless section of text right there.

Apparently, the general populous thinks I'm hyperactive and frank :)) And Lobitz tells me you can tell I'm in a bad mood by the way I smile.

Let's get this straight for all intensive purposes: I am almost ALWAYS smiling. So how people can differentiate between me in a good mood and me in a bad mood is baffling. So when someone tells me they can tell what my mood is by the way I smile, it freaks me out.

And it freaks me out even more when they go into detail about it. Apparently I have a full and genuine smile, a forced sad-happy smile, a murderous intention smile, and an "I think you're an idiot but I'm not going to say it because it's a waste of my time" smile.

Don't worry, it's mostly my full and genuine smile that comes out (well, at least I think it is). I've been sending off these murderous signals all this time and I didn't even notice. Kudos for me and my expressive face. You've got to admit, that's impressive.

But you can rest assured that if I'm close enough to have a conversation with you one on one, I am an open book. I will TELL YOU how I feel, and most of the time, if you know me well enough, you'll know without me having to say a single word.

Yes, Ada is a very complicated human being.