I want, I want
I really want a lot of things, but this will just be the short version.
I kinda want it to feel like summer already. Not that I don't like spring, but I'm just ready for it to feel like Florida outside again...rather than a frozen arctic tundra.
I want to be outdoorsy and active. I feel like I've been cooped up inside for much to long...and that I've been a couch potato. Ok, I do have the excuse of being deathly ill lately, but I also have the realization that I feel like absolute sludgesicle.
I want to have a house of my own. I'm not saying that I don't love the fam and that living with the parents doesn't have its perks, but I feel the need to be more established. Part of me even wants to buy a house. Not doable, of course. They cost a lot, and I am not ready to be a homeowner by any means. And I don't really want to be tied down like that anyway yet. But I do want to live somewhere and decorate and have a little place.... On the other hand, I don't want to live alone. I would cry. But believe me, I have zero roommate options.
On to the list of things that confuse and bewilder me at the moment... (get ready for comma slice central)
Why is it that some people are driven to save and plan and prepare, and they feel stifled and useless when they are asked not to do this, whereas others feel much better coasting by and making do where they are, and they feel threatened and pressured if someone encourages them otherwise?
Why are boys and girls so different, on a bazillion and one levels? Yet they simply must be together. It's very rare that you find someone who doesn't want anything to do with the opposite sex, and even then if you get to know them you'll find that they've got a friend tucked away somewhere they they really care about who just happens to be the opposite.
I talked with someone the other day about this, those weird and numerous things that are completely different about the personalities, motives, drives, mentalities, etc. of boys and girls. During the talk, I felt like I was getting more and more insight, but in thinking about it later, I realized that I am just more perplexed.
In fact, I am starting to think that I may never get it, that I may always misinterpret, misunderstand, misread, get my feelings hurt, and cry, cry, cry.
And I've tried different ways of dealing with this, I really have, but it just seems like nothing ever does the trick, and everytime I wind up in the midst of emotional breakdown. Why?
I kinda want it to feel like summer already. Not that I don't like spring, but I'm just ready for it to feel like Florida outside again...rather than a frozen arctic tundra.
I want to be outdoorsy and active. I feel like I've been cooped up inside for much to long...and that I've been a couch potato. Ok, I do have the excuse of being deathly ill lately, but I also have the realization that I feel like absolute sludgesicle.
I want to have a house of my own. I'm not saying that I don't love the fam and that living with the parents doesn't have its perks, but I feel the need to be more established. Part of me even wants to buy a house. Not doable, of course. They cost a lot, and I am not ready to be a homeowner by any means. And I don't really want to be tied down like that anyway yet. But I do want to live somewhere and decorate and have a little place.... On the other hand, I don't want to live alone. I would cry. But believe me, I have zero roommate options.
On to the list of things that confuse and bewilder me at the moment... (get ready for comma slice central)
Why is it that some people are driven to save and plan and prepare, and they feel stifled and useless when they are asked not to do this, whereas others feel much better coasting by and making do where they are, and they feel threatened and pressured if someone encourages them otherwise?
Why are boys and girls so different, on a bazillion and one levels? Yet they simply must be together. It's very rare that you find someone who doesn't want anything to do with the opposite sex, and even then if you get to know them you'll find that they've got a friend tucked away somewhere they they really care about who just happens to be the opposite.
I talked with someone the other day about this, those weird and numerous things that are completely different about the personalities, motives, drives, mentalities, etc. of boys and girls. During the talk, I felt like I was getting more and more insight, but in thinking about it later, I realized that I am just more perplexed.
In fact, I am starting to think that I may never get it, that I may always misinterpret, misunderstand, misread, get my feelings hurt, and cry, cry, cry.
And I've tried different ways of dealing with this, I really have, but it just seems like nothing ever does the trick, and everytime I wind up in the midst of emotional breakdown. Why?