feh
it has been a while, so why not?
ive been having a hard time finding excitement recently. the most exciting thing i do nowadays is go to work, and thats because kids are funny, and the sub shop is new enough where im learning things every day. getting drunk doesnt do it for me anymore, the vibe is gone to me, for now. wow is playable but not to the extent that i want to all the time anymore. my old friends are now my roommates and seening them is hardly an occasion. im not complaining so much as making an observation. im not discontent, just bored a lot. the things that make me happy recently are really small, and the things that annoy me are frequent. i dont like being so cynical about everything but its how i fall into things naturally. i really want to leave tucson and live anywhere else it would seem, even if just for a summer or so.once i finish school, i am considering moving back east with my parents family. im probably going to be working up there next summer. it seems weird to think about next summer already, but it already sounds more appealing than anything happening soon.
so far, it is my opinion that more people are reliably unreliable, than anything else. it bothers me that people dont care like i care. i am obviously the weird one because most people around me are the same. stupid things like dishes, and keeping the house clean i can forgive because that is up to the individual. but there are other things like remembering to call people back, or caring enough to respond at all, and sticking to a plan that is made or letting people know of changes.
i have been unfair to some people in my consideration of the repercussions of telling things to people that were told to me in confidence. i am recognizing this more in myself and working on it. i thusfar dont feel im in the wrong in saying anything ive said, but i definitely know more than i should by virtue of prying, and have likewise shared more than some would. i am now resisting the urge to get people to tell me about their problems and trying to help them with them. i dont mind being there for people, but i need to stop prying. i know im bad with secrets, and thats why i dont want to know anymore.
rant end.
ive been having a hard time finding excitement recently. the most exciting thing i do nowadays is go to work, and thats because kids are funny, and the sub shop is new enough where im learning things every day. getting drunk doesnt do it for me anymore, the vibe is gone to me, for now. wow is playable but not to the extent that i want to all the time anymore. my old friends are now my roommates and seening them is hardly an occasion. im not complaining so much as making an observation. im not discontent, just bored a lot. the things that make me happy recently are really small, and the things that annoy me are frequent. i dont like being so cynical about everything but its how i fall into things naturally. i really want to leave tucson and live anywhere else it would seem, even if just for a summer or so.once i finish school, i am considering moving back east with my parents family. im probably going to be working up there next summer. it seems weird to think about next summer already, but it already sounds more appealing than anything happening soon.
so far, it is my opinion that more people are reliably unreliable, than anything else. it bothers me that people dont care like i care. i am obviously the weird one because most people around me are the same. stupid things like dishes, and keeping the house clean i can forgive because that is up to the individual. but there are other things like remembering to call people back, or caring enough to respond at all, and sticking to a plan that is made or letting people know of changes.
i have been unfair to some people in my consideration of the repercussions of telling things to people that were told to me in confidence. i am recognizing this more in myself and working on it. i thusfar dont feel im in the wrong in saying anything ive said, but i definitely know more than i should by virtue of prying, and have likewise shared more than some would. i am now resisting the urge to get people to tell me about their problems and trying to help them with them. i dont mind being there for people, but i need to stop prying. i know im bad with secrets, and thats why i dont want to know anymore.
rant end.