Frustration...
So many things I am very frustrated about recently...good and bad.
1. The bad. Roommates that won't let you be up later than basically 1:00 or 2:00, even on Saturday night, in your own living room, to watch TV or talk or basically make noise of any kind. Turn on your radio, put a towel under your door, get creative...but damnit, should I not be allowed to be in my own living room after midnight!? I moved away from home for a reason!!!
2. The good. Ok...the frustrating good. I'm one of those who is intrigued by interesting, motivated and passionate people. The fact that I've kinda met (even if I kinda already knew him) and am learning more about a guy who is or at least seems to be all of those is freaking amazing. Except...there's always an except, or a but...I'm scared to actually be around him. Something is wrong with me, yes I know. Since when am I scared? I'm one of those, take your chances cause you'll never know if you don't try and learning is worth the experience even if things don't go the way you always hoped they would kind of girls. However, because of the circumstances, I'm terrified. I think I hide it quite well, but the ole roomie Kat called me on it. Which makes me notice it. And jesus!!
I'm not even terrified of him. Just the idea of being interested in someone who I don't want to interrupt. Makes no sense right? Well, his life, though not so planned...is planned. Meaning that there is no string. I admire the non-plan so much. I even wish I could do the same. My family is my string, even if it's a bit frayed right now. That's beside the point. The good frustrating point is that he's one of those people who I want to know about. But I don't want to seem like someone who is in for more than the simple fact that I'm fascinated! But then, how do you control that!? And there lies my frustration. I want to be a fly on the wall...in a non-creepy way, but I'm not a fly on the wall kind of person either, I want to know it all. Ask all the questions. Know what it's like to do or be or anything!
Now that everyone is thoroughly confused and conviced that I'm crazy.
1. The bad. Roommates that won't let you be up later than basically 1:00 or 2:00, even on Saturday night, in your own living room, to watch TV or talk or basically make noise of any kind. Turn on your radio, put a towel under your door, get creative...but damnit, should I not be allowed to be in my own living room after midnight!? I moved away from home for a reason!!!
2. The good. Ok...the frustrating good. I'm one of those who is intrigued by interesting, motivated and passionate people. The fact that I've kinda met (even if I kinda already knew him) and am learning more about a guy who is or at least seems to be all of those is freaking amazing. Except...there's always an except, or a but...I'm scared to actually be around him. Something is wrong with me, yes I know. Since when am I scared? I'm one of those, take your chances cause you'll never know if you don't try and learning is worth the experience even if things don't go the way you always hoped they would kind of girls. However, because of the circumstances, I'm terrified. I think I hide it quite well, but the ole roomie Kat called me on it. Which makes me notice it. And jesus!!
I'm not even terrified of him. Just the idea of being interested in someone who I don't want to interrupt. Makes no sense right? Well, his life, though not so planned...is planned. Meaning that there is no string. I admire the non-plan so much. I even wish I could do the same. My family is my string, even if it's a bit frayed right now. That's beside the point. The good frustrating point is that he's one of those people who I want to know about. But I don't want to seem like someone who is in for more than the simple fact that I'm fascinated! But then, how do you control that!? And there lies my frustration. I want to be a fly on the wall...in a non-creepy way, but I'm not a fly on the wall kind of person either, I want to know it all. Ask all the questions. Know what it's like to do or be or anything!
Now that everyone is thoroughly confused and conviced that I'm crazy.