The long dark teatime of the soul...
It seems so long ago, but time really has been flowing at quite an odd rate. Soon I'll be halfway through undergrad, and what a trip it has been. Still, so much remains to be done, and schoolwork is an eternal thorn in the side yet it never seems like the most pressing matter at hand.
Everyone has their own problems. Some have it bad. Some have it worse. Some have it terrible. Others, well, they're drowning in a fetid sea of shadowy despair. Thankfully, I'd classify myself as "manageable". I mean, I do have some problems right now, but it's absolutely nothing to worry about, particularly after the opinion and encouragement bestowed upon me today by my friends. It's not the same for said friends though.
When it all boils down, the best long term friend is one who's there to provide support during hard times. I strive to be one of those friends, but my own opinion and trusting of "friends" has been recently called strongly into question, as in it feels like I've been simply used by a certain someone. It might be true, it might not be, but I do not know enough to really claim either side, at least not yet. Still, I'm not so cold and sadistic as to simply leech off someone, but many people have no problem with such acts. If only I knew what was going on... and that's what irks me the most: I don't know. Friends should trust each other, yet clearly someone here is unwilling to trust me as a friend despite the times we've spent together. Trust has been a very strong reccuring theme in my friendship woes. It will always be. I've let anger guide my opinions and actions as of late, but I need to pull myself together and aim for something more... more meaningful. I despise waiting, yet everytime I've acted I've been burned. I guess it comes as no surprise that I've grown unreceptive to any actions from the person in question. So without any direct communication, things should simply tide over, right? Still, information grows feet, and things never seem as they are. I'll just hafta find an end to this...
In other news, it's with great sadness that I must announce my temporary schism from boozing 'til finals be over. I know I will probably break my own vow, but a lot rides on these next few weeks. Boo...
I sound depressed, but really, the classic 'ol Front Mission for SNES is a great game!
Everyone has their own problems. Some have it bad. Some have it worse. Some have it terrible. Others, well, they're drowning in a fetid sea of shadowy despair. Thankfully, I'd classify myself as "manageable". I mean, I do have some problems right now, but it's absolutely nothing to worry about, particularly after the opinion and encouragement bestowed upon me today by my friends. It's not the same for said friends though.
When it all boils down, the best long term friend is one who's there to provide support during hard times. I strive to be one of those friends, but my own opinion and trusting of "friends" has been recently called strongly into question, as in it feels like I've been simply used by a certain someone. It might be true, it might not be, but I do not know enough to really claim either side, at least not yet. Still, I'm not so cold and sadistic as to simply leech off someone, but many people have no problem with such acts. If only I knew what was going on... and that's what irks me the most: I don't know. Friends should trust each other, yet clearly someone here is unwilling to trust me as a friend despite the times we've spent together. Trust has been a very strong reccuring theme in my friendship woes. It will always be. I've let anger guide my opinions and actions as of late, but I need to pull myself together and aim for something more... more meaningful. I despise waiting, yet everytime I've acted I've been burned. I guess it comes as no surprise that I've grown unreceptive to any actions from the person in question. So without any direct communication, things should simply tide over, right? Still, information grows feet, and things never seem as they are. I'll just hafta find an end to this...
In other news, it's with great sadness that I must announce my temporary schism from boozing 'til finals be over. I know I will probably break my own vow, but a lot rides on these next few weeks. Boo...
I sound depressed, but really, the classic 'ol Front Mission for SNES is a great game!