Sometimes I have to wonder whether I should ever bother with anything. At all. Ok, so I'm currently a little shitty about no one ever replying to me on faceparty. (NB if anyone wants to take a look at my
faceparty and tell me what I'm doing wrong, feel free. All criticism welcomed, constructive or destructive.) The question is what do I do now? (A) Take the positive approach and put it all behind me, and keep bravely plodding on at the risk of crushing my confidence to death, or, (B)Give it all up now, cut my losses and accept that I will be single for the rest of recorded history?
Anyway, I found a pretty interesting piece on the inside sleeve of my radiohead dvd. If you have been rejected many times in your life, then one more rejection isn't going to make much difference. If you're rejected, don't automatically assume it's your fault. The other person may have several reasons for not doing what you are asking her to do: none of it may have anything to do you. Perhaps the person is busy. or not feeling well or geniunely not interested in spending time with you. Rejections are part of everyday life . Don't let them bother you. Keep reaching out to others. Keep reaching out to others. When you begin to receive positive responses, then you are on the right track. It's a matter of numbers. Count the positive responses and forget about the rejections.
I can't tell if it's sarcastic or not, it seems pretty patronising though. Maybe that's just because I'm feeling incredibly fucking cynical right now.
I've felt subdued all day. Probably because I've been burning off the majority of the calories I've eaten. Anyway, Terry (politics teacher) pointed out how quiet I was repeatedly. Which if nothing else, proves that care comes from the weirdiest of places sometimes. And to add to this point, the vending machine gave me an extra packet of love hearts, for free! So, there's always someone who loves me...