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"Did we listen to pop music because the were depressed, or were we depressed because we listened to pop music?" - High Fidelity.
Haven't written a really long entry in a while, guess this is as good a time as any.
This repition is really starting to bother me. It's affecting everything I do. It shouldn't, especially today. Everything today was different. It was good. I was busy, didn't have a lot of time to think. When I think is when I get to myself. I went home and tried to sleep, but I think I just wasted an hour sitting and thinking.
I used to consider myself a laid back person, I still might be ocassionaly, when I'm not thinking. I tend to think too much, but I'm not sure about what. At least I'm not bitter, but I am complaining too much.
I realized that until a little while ago, most of my conversations I had meant absolutely nothing. Now I don't even know what to say. Not sure which is worse. I miss talking about random things that just came up off my head, I still try to, but lately I can't find anything to say. So I end up exchanging a word or two.
I hate gossip. The fact that it excists makes me feel paranoid. The fact I've taken place in it makes me feel sick.
The quote I put at the top is something I was thinking about earlier. It isn't really relevant, but I like it.
This weekend is looking so busy. Everything is looking pretty busy right now.
Friday... I'm supposed to stay after to work on a huge bio project. Afterwords, I think Jay might be coming over or something, but I'm not sure how well that's going to work out if I'm doing the bio thing. Friday night I'm heading over Becky's house to hang out with the Proof gang. Bangerizzle. Saturday seems to be pretty free. Sunday is a reuniting of the three G's at Ryan's place. That should be good.
We have vacation, don't we? My birthday will be on the thursday during vacation, and on friday I'm going to get my permit.
I'm done being bored, I don't feel like it anymore. I think it's time for bad movies, and a pillow, and a blanket, and my couch, and probably some food.
Why is it telling me that my journal is in flipping read-only mode every time I try to update now?
Haven't written a really long entry in a while, guess this is as good a time as any.
This repition is really starting to bother me. It's affecting everything I do. It shouldn't, especially today. Everything today was different. It was good. I was busy, didn't have a lot of time to think. When I think is when I get to myself. I went home and tried to sleep, but I think I just wasted an hour sitting and thinking.
I used to consider myself a laid back person, I still might be ocassionaly, when I'm not thinking. I tend to think too much, but I'm not sure about what. At least I'm not bitter, but I am complaining too much.
I realized that until a little while ago, most of my conversations I had meant absolutely nothing. Now I don't even know what to say. Not sure which is worse. I miss talking about random things that just came up off my head, I still try to, but lately I can't find anything to say. So I end up exchanging a word or two.
I hate gossip. The fact that it excists makes me feel paranoid. The fact I've taken place in it makes me feel sick.
The quote I put at the top is something I was thinking about earlier. It isn't really relevant, but I like it.
This weekend is looking so busy. Everything is looking pretty busy right now.
Friday... I'm supposed to stay after to work on a huge bio project. Afterwords, I think Jay might be coming over or something, but I'm not sure how well that's going to work out if I'm doing the bio thing. Friday night I'm heading over Becky's house to hang out with the Proof gang. Bangerizzle. Saturday seems to be pretty free. Sunday is a reuniting of the three G's at Ryan's place. That should be good.
We have vacation, don't we? My birthday will be on the thursday during vacation, and on friday I'm going to get my permit.
I'm done being bored, I don't feel like it anymore. I think it's time for bad movies, and a pillow, and a blanket, and my couch, and probably some food.
Why is it telling me that my journal is in flipping read-only mode every time I try to update now?