Apr 26, 2005 23:34
You know… I don’t really feel depressed, because it’s not like she was really the girl of my dreams. I’m not crushed that she rejected me, because honestly, I didn’t see her as anything more than a stepping-stone. Something to try, a confidence builder.
I’m mostly just… tired. I try, and it’s so danm hard, and then it fucks up and you start over. You get scratch in return.
And to define irony? She was just like me, waiting for least risky moment to move, and I got to reassure her that she wouldn’t get rejected. The rejected reassuring the rejecter. How fun.
I’m really wishing I didn’t swear off booze right now.
Vulin’s Quiz
1. Cake or ice-cream?
That all depends. Sherbert, or some of the high end flavors of ice cream are danm tasty, like CoffeeCoffeeCoffee. But then cake, even in it’s worst forms, is always delicious. I’ll call it a toss up.
2. Scariest moment?
Once, I was driving home in the rain at night, and the breaks went out in my car. I ended up flying over the median into oncoming traffic. I didn’t get in a wreck, but it took me a few minutes of just sitting there to figure out what happened. A few more seconds, and I would have collided with a jeep.
3. What is your favorite dream?
The one where everything works the way it’s supposed to. My friends and family are happy, no one has to worry about anything, and things… are peaceful.
4. What has been your greatest achievement?
I’ll tell you when I do something I can call an achievement.
5. What do friends mean to you?
Everything. Simply everything. I’ll do what I can to help them. One day, I’ll be able to fix everything for them. That’s what I’m working toward. That’s the final goal.
Rules
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
6. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
I’m going to pass out now. I have a piece of shit to turn in tomorrow.