fancy that

Mar 30, 2006 11:52

People are so silly sometimes..the things they do in their lives, in hopes others will see..it's really weird that people spend that much time with childish things like that, in my opinion..but I guess everyone has their childish side..I think mine is mostly harmless, though..I don't like drama, but it seems like everyone else in the world does..practically

I'm a *leave me the fuck alone, unless I talk to you* type of person, most of the time..but I do let certain people know I'm human, and my blog, of course..and I do have a few select friends..I actually hang out with a lot of people, but I usually find ways to not hang out with most people that try to hang out with me..so that's why I moved over a year ago...to keep most people away, and it worked..I just didn't tell anyone I didn't want to know where I lived..and that took care of that little problem..but now..it seems..I want more out of life that just an endless stream of nameless people...

I've made soooo many mistakes in my life, about the people I hang out with...if its such a problem to me..why dont I just stop talking to people?

I don't think that's possible....and if it were..I dont think that would solve anything..people need to talk to other people, and as *un-human* as I think I am...I still realize this

But people fucking suck..just when you think you have someone..you know someone..

You find out you are...and were..wrong..nothing but..horribly mistaken..

Well, I guess that's my rant for this morning..

I'm currently eating a yummie burrito, and making fun of meat eaters, online... (fuck idiots that eat dead animals, by the way)

IN my life...I dont know what I feel like sharing with anyone and everyone (because I know people that I dont like read my blog, and I think its funny)...

4 more weeks of class: one test next week, at least one test the week after..finals 5 weeks from now..I almost have my research papers finished, and my geography final...i hate school...im sooo fucking sick of it.. I need a break..a big one..and some way to get through the algebra class im taking this summer..which brings me to the important question: WHY IN THE FUCK DO CRIMINAL JUSTICE MAJORS NEED COLLEGE ALGEBRA FOR ANYTHING???????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Oh, they don't.

In other news, I have been trying to keep a low profile..but it doesnt work.

Travis (my x) started talking to me...well he talks to me ever so often online..and says he wants to hang out..but I always tell him to stop trying to start shit..and eventually end up being wayyyy too nice to him, probably..for our past history, at least

He called me yesterday while I was in class, and Jeff answered (thinking it was me calling from the school). For all those who don't know...Jeff and Travis hate each other..or at least....Jeff hates Travis.

He was a dick to me, etc.,etc.,etc., and tried to "cut himself" at Jeff's work one nite, because Jeff and I were dating.

I guess I could see why Jeff hung up on him yesterday.

People are silly.

I actually got to see my brother yesterday (it's funny how G-dogg always MAKES him do things) hahahahahahahhahahah

He's such a sweetie..and I'm glad he's still doing good with his classes. I miss him a lot.

Jeff and I had to take him back to my parent's house last nite..because the beatle is having problems.

We even hung out with my parents for a few. It was fun.

The other nite, while Tim was drunk he told me that Butthole Jones (a.k.a. Jeff Martin) was sending him emails asking about me. I guess that's a good thing, but again..we have a past that's not good..

but it's a PAST, right? Or is there really any difference between the past, present, and future? I don't really think so..they are so closely related, how could one tell, anyway?

He is a really intelligent person, in most ways..but he doesnt have a clue about me, or my personality..or, he definitely didnt act like it. Some people can be so fucking intelligent, and not have a clue about other people..

It also scares me, when I start to have feelings about people. Thats probably just a way for my mind, my heart..whatever you want to fucking call it..to distance myself from the only people who can really hurt me.

God, I'm a fucking sad poem.
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