Ugh, I don't feel so good...
So today has been long and it's still going. I have another class at 6:30. I'm in the library, obviously wasting time as evidenced by my journal entry at this time. I did manage to get some tasks done while I have been sitting here, though. There is one problem in economics that I can't grasp for the life of me and hopefully my bull shit answer will suffice. I have so much I have to accomplish in a short amount of time. I am very tired. I know that this entry doesn't really flow at all but I just am too tired to make anything make any sense right now. Maybe after a nap I'll write another entry to explain this one.
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I realized today that I have changed somewhat from the creature I was in highschoool. I don't feel any different and I don't think I look any different, but for some reason there are noticable differences between me now and me then. Maybe it's confidence... maybe it's the fact that I don't give a damn anymore about a lot of things or better yet... maybe it's the fact that I give more of damn about things than I used to. I don't know what it is. For some odd reason people that never talked to me in highschool now find me interesting. Could it be that they have caught up with my supreme awesomeness... and if that's true, am I not so awesome anymore? Or maybe they have come to appreciate my awesomeness and that would mean that my awesomeness is still unchallenged. Yes. I believe I like the latter better even though I don't quite know what it explains anymore....
Look alls I know is that yesterday a person I liked in highschool, a person who almost never spoke to me, said that I was intriguing. How is it that I am intriguing now and not then? Could it be the distance that makes me appealing, because from all my experiences with people, the ones I know from afar tend to like me better. But as soon as they see me up close and in person I'm no longer appealing. I'm like a van gogh.... from far away I'm a masterpiece, but from close up I'm just one big mess.