Lost in Space?

What to write about? I have no idea. I am starting to run out of ideas for this blog and the funny thing is is that I have to do more entries. I hope I can think of something. I seem so out of it today. I have no idea why. It’s like I am here physically but not mentally. Granted yes I woke up at 5am to talk to my boyfriend as he got of off work and then I went back to bed until about five minuets ago. But seriously why am I so spacey today? I am thinking it is because I don’t have to work today and quite possibly the fact that I don’t have fifty million thoughts running through my head. I kinda like it. Just kinda though. I have the television on in the background but I am not really watching it or listening to it, I am just kind of staring at it until I get an idea of what to write. The same principle goes with facebook. I really have zero ideas what so ever. I even tried thinking of what I needed to get done today and I can’t even do that. Is there something wrong with me? I hope not. I really hope not. Ok maybe that statement was a bit odd. Well it fits because this whole day is a bit strange and odd. Very odd indeed. Almost at my three hundred words and I still have no idea what to write about. Geez only two fifty four and still zero idea. I am starting to hate this blog. Ok maybe that is a bit harsh. I don’t hate. I just don’t like it right now because I don’t have any ideas on what to write about what so ever. Finally over three hundred words!

What in the world?

As I sit watching the classic James Dean Movie Rebel Without a Cause I realized that I had the perfect opportunity to write my blog. My mind started to wander and then I realized how boring the start of this movie was. This led me to think back to what happened earlier today. I was hoping I could get some ideas from that but alas no. My mind started in on work. I work in a small little town grocery store and I had to work with the one person I can’t stand. She always talks down to me and her mood is like a light switch. When she and I work so many times I wonder to myself what makes her so much better then me? Yeah I get it you have been here longer then me but I think I know just as much as you about the job and if I don’t I ask. You are supposed to answer my questions not belittle me. What does make her better then me? Is it simply the fact that she has been there longer or is it some sort of complex that she has? I feel as if I can’t talk to her so I just keep to myself. It’s better that way. Or is it? Anyway, why are people the way they are? Why do we treat people the way we do? I have been told by many other co-workers that they really enjoy working with me, but anyway that is totally off topic. What makes one person so much better then another? Is it how we act? Is it how we are brought up? Or is it something entirely different. I seriously think it is the latter option. So I ask again what makes one person better then another? Someone please tell me because I have no idea.