PROGRESS...
**THIS WAS ORIGINALLY A RESPONSE TO THE REPLIES ON MY LAST ENTRY, BUT IT GOT TOO LONG**
Okay, now that I'm in a more light-hearted mood, I shall respond and elaborate a tad. Good points brought up by both of you.
I know beating myself up about it won't help, I stopped that shortly after I finished writing last night. In terms of knowing that they aren't good for me, I think Sienna is right that it's less of a risk to go for those people but it's dawning on me that: A)I can't change people, they have to change themselves; and B)that those relationships are always very shallow (thanks to another friend for pointing that out to me over coffee on Sunday), though that doesn't mean they don't teach me anything.
I guess what keeps me from dating the strong people is that I have them as friends and I don't want to lose the friendships I have with them. When I meet someone that I like to hang out with, I make sure we become good friends and that removes all chances of any kind of romantic relationship. By this logic, all that's left in the world, after taking my friends out of the equation, is people who are incompatible with me. Wow, Tito needs to re-evaluate the way he does things. The problem with having the kind of logical mind that can cope with computer programming equations, is that it tends to like to simplify things just the way I learned in algebra in 7th grade. This process ends up removing a lot of interesting and pertinent information from the equation and does not allow me to draw the most logical of conclusions. It's interesting that by oversimplifying it, I have complicated the issue.
I guess the reason I called myself an asshole is not that I want to help people, it's that I judge where I have no place judging and also that I date girls and essentially lead them on. This whole thing also explains some of why I freak out when they get all commitment-oriented on me, because I never intended for there to be any of that crazy-talk. Jesus Christ-on-a-crutch, I guess I'll just have to ruin some friendship if I want a decent relationship, or stop making friends. Oh deary me, it looks like I'll have to start using that brain thing. I have to call tech support to see if they can fix my cupholder... What do you mean DVD drive? I don't have one! I got this super-high-tech thing and all it had was a pop-out cupholder! Boot disk? 3-1/4 inches? Oh, you mean the pop-tart toaster slot! That isn't working either...
Well, I guess it's time to move to a new stage of social development, hopefully it's a little less full of retardation than this one, but I somehow doubt it. Now that I look back at what I wrote only yesterday, it occurs to me that it's all rather silly.
Okay, now that I'm in a more light-hearted mood, I shall respond and elaborate a tad. Good points brought up by both of you.
I know beating myself up about it won't help, I stopped that shortly after I finished writing last night. In terms of knowing that they aren't good for me, I think Sienna is right that it's less of a risk to go for those people but it's dawning on me that: A)I can't change people, they have to change themselves; and B)that those relationships are always very shallow (thanks to another friend for pointing that out to me over coffee on Sunday), though that doesn't mean they don't teach me anything.
I guess what keeps me from dating the strong people is that I have them as friends and I don't want to lose the friendships I have with them. When I meet someone that I like to hang out with, I make sure we become good friends and that removes all chances of any kind of romantic relationship. By this logic, all that's left in the world, after taking my friends out of the equation, is people who are incompatible with me. Wow, Tito needs to re-evaluate the way he does things. The problem with having the kind of logical mind that can cope with computer programming equations, is that it tends to like to simplify things just the way I learned in algebra in 7th grade. This process ends up removing a lot of interesting and pertinent information from the equation and does not allow me to draw the most logical of conclusions. It's interesting that by oversimplifying it, I have complicated the issue.
I guess the reason I called myself an asshole is not that I want to help people, it's that I judge where I have no place judging and also that I date girls and essentially lead them on. This whole thing also explains some of why I freak out when they get all commitment-oriented on me, because I never intended for there to be any of that crazy-talk. Jesus Christ-on-a-crutch, I guess I'll just have to ruin some friendship if I want a decent relationship, or stop making friends. Oh deary me, it looks like I'll have to start using that brain thing. I have to call tech support to see if they can fix my cupholder... What do you mean DVD drive? I don't have one! I got this super-high-tech thing and all it had was a pop-out cupholder! Boot disk? 3-1/4 inches? Oh, you mean the pop-tart toaster slot! That isn't working either...
Well, I guess it's time to move to a new stage of social development, hopefully it's a little less full of retardation than this one, but I somehow doubt it. Now that I look back at what I wrote only yesterday, it occurs to me that it's all rather silly.