break the bubble, break it up
sometimes i just want to stop talking. just to see what it's like.
i could just never open my mouth again, to communicate i would have to perfect the subtle nuances of expression and mannerisms, and if you couldn't figure me out, i would just be a big mystery.
i don't really talk a lot at work. i don't have time, my job does not require direct contact with anyone else. but not talking except for at lunchtime doesn't really make me feel mysterious, i feel like it just inhibits my getting to know my coworkers. not that i want to be bffs or anything. things are cool enough as they are i suppose.
it also doesn't mean i don't take shit for having a rare conversation that actually lasts more than three responses from each party involved.
i definitely talk a lot around certain people, don't get me wrong. but i always feel like i could talk less.
i just want things to be as completely and utterly uncomplicated as possible.
not that things are terribly complicated.
there are just certain people that i will never really get to know, because i refuse it. i feel like i can be almost an OVERLY friendly person if i want to. if i want you to be my friend i make you my friend. if i don't, then it's your turn.
im glad that no one this is slightly in reference to will probably ever read this. as much as i think i talk a lot there are certain things i would NEVER say in front of people. everybody knows that!
in other news, my morning routine has rutted itself deep into the ground in a way that makes me think i will never dig myself out - my MOVEMENTS are the same, EVERY morning. it's because i sleep in too late. i don't leave myself time to make mistakes, so i have to do the same thing every morning to get myself out the door. it's just too early. i'm so tired of being tired all the time! are caffiene pills bad for you?
reading back over this makes me want to erase it, because i said too much without talking. but i won't erase anything. i'll post it and then make myself forget about it like i do with myspace, then whenever i feel like it, maybe i'll go back over and edit stuff out. i really have to not obsess about stuff that goes on the internet or else i'll never get it off my mind.
Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, and Scorpians = ultra secret secret secret guitly pleasure in ways no one can imagine. And Whitesnake. If my hair would hold a crimp I would totally get a sweet headband and rock myself into oblivion. In my mind at least.
Would it not be an amazing sight to see a white girl like me pumping pour some sugar on me through my car speakers as i drove through the suburbs in my cute little star tank tops? i might do that sometime just to shake people up a little bit. i would love to be That Girl.
i could just never open my mouth again, to communicate i would have to perfect the subtle nuances of expression and mannerisms, and if you couldn't figure me out, i would just be a big mystery.
i don't really talk a lot at work. i don't have time, my job does not require direct contact with anyone else. but not talking except for at lunchtime doesn't really make me feel mysterious, i feel like it just inhibits my getting to know my coworkers. not that i want to be bffs or anything. things are cool enough as they are i suppose.
it also doesn't mean i don't take shit for having a rare conversation that actually lasts more than three responses from each party involved.
i definitely talk a lot around certain people, don't get me wrong. but i always feel like i could talk less.
i just want things to be as completely and utterly uncomplicated as possible.
not that things are terribly complicated.
there are just certain people that i will never really get to know, because i refuse it. i feel like i can be almost an OVERLY friendly person if i want to. if i want you to be my friend i make you my friend. if i don't, then it's your turn.
im glad that no one this is slightly in reference to will probably ever read this. as much as i think i talk a lot there are certain things i would NEVER say in front of people. everybody knows that!
in other news, my morning routine has rutted itself deep into the ground in a way that makes me think i will never dig myself out - my MOVEMENTS are the same, EVERY morning. it's because i sleep in too late. i don't leave myself time to make mistakes, so i have to do the same thing every morning to get myself out the door. it's just too early. i'm so tired of being tired all the time! are caffiene pills bad for you?
reading back over this makes me want to erase it, because i said too much without talking. but i won't erase anything. i'll post it and then make myself forget about it like i do with myspace, then whenever i feel like it, maybe i'll go back over and edit stuff out. i really have to not obsess about stuff that goes on the internet or else i'll never get it off my mind.
Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, and Scorpians = ultra secret secret secret guitly pleasure in ways no one can imagine. And Whitesnake. If my hair would hold a crimp I would totally get a sweet headband and rock myself into oblivion. In my mind at least.
Would it not be an amazing sight to see a white girl like me pumping pour some sugar on me through my car speakers as i drove through the suburbs in my cute little star tank tops? i might do that sometime just to shake people up a little bit. i would love to be That Girl.