I still heart Socratic Irony
It seems that everything I say and everything I do always has some underlying meaning to it. I can tell the complete truth, but still tell it in such a way that can be openly interpreted. If there is something on my heart or mind that I want to say, but can't, I can still say it but be as inexplicit as possible. It's probably for the best though. Over my life, a lot of things I've thought or felt could and would result in the destruction of friendships, suicides of relationships, ruining of my academic prowess, and degradation of my general well being.
Women always say they want you to tell them the truth, but they never actually do. (This isn't a crack at you Amy. Totally unrelated)
The world would be a better place if people settled their disputes via rock-paper-scissors. There would be no wars. People wouldn't hate each other. It's all a matter of how well you can play the game. Wait... Doesn't that apply pretty directly to life anyway?
I've come to the conclusion that no matter what you do in your life, you will always end up feeling like shit because of it.
So it's 12:50 in the morning and I'm just now eating dinner. Heh. Oh well.
Women always say they want you to tell them the truth, but they never actually do. (This isn't a crack at you Amy. Totally unrelated)
The world would be a better place if people settled their disputes via rock-paper-scissors. There would be no wars. People wouldn't hate each other. It's all a matter of how well you can play the game. Wait... Doesn't that apply pretty directly to life anyway?
I've come to the conclusion that no matter what you do in your life, you will always end up feeling like shit because of it.
So it's 12:50 in the morning and I'm just now eating dinner. Heh. Oh well.