Procrastination encore.
Good afternoon universe. Yes, I spent the entire day indoors again. Because I'm a loser.
I'm "doing homework."
So I will now do some complaining.
I need to hash this out and make sense of this. So everyone you meet can potentially be your friend. Or you can connect on a more personal level with pretty much anyone you bump into. Then things get a little messier when you deal with people of opposite sex. This is why I choose, not to talk to random boys. Because I automatically think that that would lead them on. And my roommate is my foil, who will talk to anyone and everyone, without a care. Why do I care? WHY DO I CARE? The reason I'm shy is because of my ego, apparently. Ah how twisted our brains are. I go out to eat alone, do anything alone, and I'm the sad girl who doesn't have any friends. I become super vulnerable and can't help but strategically build an invisible wall around myself. Tant pis. Alex goes out alone, and she's the super confident independent woman who gets all the phone numbers.
IT'S NOT A COMPETITION. Why must we compete? Why do I feel the need to compete? This is terrible. I'm having psychological issues. The ugly side of my female nature is rearing its head. I don't like it.
I spend too much time alone, I want to teleport some friends here with me.
I'm "doing homework."
So I will now do some complaining.
I need to hash this out and make sense of this. So everyone you meet can potentially be your friend. Or you can connect on a more personal level with pretty much anyone you bump into. Then things get a little messier when you deal with people of opposite sex. This is why I choose, not to talk to random boys. Because I automatically think that that would lead them on. And my roommate is my foil, who will talk to anyone and everyone, without a care. Why do I care? WHY DO I CARE? The reason I'm shy is because of my ego, apparently. Ah how twisted our brains are. I go out to eat alone, do anything alone, and I'm the sad girl who doesn't have any friends. I become super vulnerable and can't help but strategically build an invisible wall around myself. Tant pis. Alex goes out alone, and she's the super confident independent woman who gets all the phone numbers.
IT'S NOT A COMPETITION. Why must we compete? Why do I feel the need to compete? This is terrible. I'm having psychological issues. The ugly side of my female nature is rearing its head. I don't like it.
I spend too much time alone, I want to teleport some friends here with me.