I keep using livejournal
It's weird.
It's probably because I've been really pissed lately, and this helps me compose my thoughts sort of. Just as Amber said earlier, the only reason I write in here is so I can see what I'm thinking, sort of decipher my thoughts. Everything I think makes thousands of times more sense in my head, than it does when it's written. I guess I just underestimate people sometimes, I think they can't understand what I'm saying, but they do, even if I myself don't.
There isn't really a point to me writing this, I just kind of am, I'm expecting a phone call from Elaina to listen to her parents logic this time, though I'm not sure if that will actually happen.
Today was officially my last day of work, and wouldn't you know, I have an interview at Johnny Rockets tomorrow, even though I don't intend on enjoying working there. Money is money though, I guess I can't complain, at least I kind of found a job.
Today as a follow up to my previous entry, I realized how much alike everyone really is, I act so similar to so many people, and I'm such a hypocrite. I wish I could grow up faster, and just not be in this stage where I can't stand immature people, yet I know that I am one, and everyone around me is one. I do think there are certain levels, but it is irrelevant. I don't know, Cindy, Amber and I discussed how even when you grow up, you still judge people, but I don't think that's true. This got me to thinking how stable of a person my mom is and how much I respect her for that. She really doesn't judge people. She knows what people do at this age, and she knows my friends do it, but she doesn't base her judgement of a person on this akward stage in their life. She also talked to me about her parenting ideology the other day, and told me the reason that she lets me do most things that I want to do is because at least she knows what I'm doing and I don't have to lie to her. I really do think that my mom is one of the most respectful people that I've ever met. She's never accused anyone of being a 'bad parent', or any of that other bullshit. I don't really know how to explain this, I guess you just have to know her. She's been really nice to me lately, and I'm starting to like her. I'm also starting to see the similarities we have, even though I thought we had drastic differences.
These entries are stupid. It's really pathetic that I just skimmed over this, and realized that I really suck at writing narrow-focus, yet at the same time I also kind of suck at stream of conciousness, even though this is what this is. Wow, I'm such a fucking AP English nerd. Kill me.
It's probably because I've been really pissed lately, and this helps me compose my thoughts sort of. Just as Amber said earlier, the only reason I write in here is so I can see what I'm thinking, sort of decipher my thoughts. Everything I think makes thousands of times more sense in my head, than it does when it's written. I guess I just underestimate people sometimes, I think they can't understand what I'm saying, but they do, even if I myself don't.
There isn't really a point to me writing this, I just kind of am, I'm expecting a phone call from Elaina to listen to her parents logic this time, though I'm not sure if that will actually happen.
Today was officially my last day of work, and wouldn't you know, I have an interview at Johnny Rockets tomorrow, even though I don't intend on enjoying working there. Money is money though, I guess I can't complain, at least I kind of found a job.
Today as a follow up to my previous entry, I realized how much alike everyone really is, I act so similar to so many people, and I'm such a hypocrite. I wish I could grow up faster, and just not be in this stage where I can't stand immature people, yet I know that I am one, and everyone around me is one. I do think there are certain levels, but it is irrelevant. I don't know, Cindy, Amber and I discussed how even when you grow up, you still judge people, but I don't think that's true. This got me to thinking how stable of a person my mom is and how much I respect her for that. She really doesn't judge people. She knows what people do at this age, and she knows my friends do it, but she doesn't base her judgement of a person on this akward stage in their life. She also talked to me about her parenting ideology the other day, and told me the reason that she lets me do most things that I want to do is because at least she knows what I'm doing and I don't have to lie to her. I really do think that my mom is one of the most respectful people that I've ever met. She's never accused anyone of being a 'bad parent', or any of that other bullshit. I don't really know how to explain this, I guess you just have to know her. She's been really nice to me lately, and I'm starting to like her. I'm also starting to see the similarities we have, even though I thought we had drastic differences.
These entries are stupid. It's really pathetic that I just skimmed over this, and realized that I really suck at writing narrow-focus, yet at the same time I also kind of suck at stream of conciousness, even though this is what this is. Wow, I'm such a fucking AP English nerd. Kill me.