placebo

Feb 19, 2009 08:16

Human sexuality is intensely boring. By intensely, I mean that instead of writing down my shoddy notes I doze off and draw interesting pictures. Even for family life 2.0, I don't think I've ever dreaded a class about sex before.

I finally wrote my anthropology essay and promptly butchered it by 300 words to make the cutoff. I'm in love with my anthropology teacher because she's no bullshit, all brilliance. I doubt I'll be 1/20th as interesting as her when I'm her age.

If making friends was my business I would be bankrupt. Maybe I try too hard? I can't get people to open up to me. Social handicap, leper, mutant, ect. I'm like the cooler, except I kill social interaction instead of luck.

I'm listening to punk rock country and right now, at least, I feel like everything is going to be alright. I may not be as interesting as I used to be. I may not be as cool or as awesome, or as caring or loving, but at least I've got that feeling. Being totally content and at peace with everything. I don't give a fuck, but I mean that in the greatest way...not pessimistically. Like I've got everything figured out again.
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