Oct 21, 2008 12:17
So a while ago I called myself a "has been" and life spent the last two weeks proving me wrong. A constant metaphor I have been using to describe my social life is planets in orbit. Now, I'm not saying that I am the center of the social universe (clique) I move in, but I am saying the weight and strength of my personality keeps people around me when I turn it on. I litterally got dragged out of bed twice this week to liven up parties. I've forgotten how crazy I can make people, like at a psychological level (which is really bad and something I usually only do out of sheer anger) or at a mob level. So my ego is doing a little better.
Things in the girl department are doing better too. I have been REALLY stupid about the way I judge my relationships with certain females. My past (which goes all the way back to Marlee) weighs way too heavily on the way I behave. I'm sort of over the things I was going crazy about a few weeks ago, but I've been more than slightly destructive in the way I've been dealing with it. Proving to myself how incredibly wrong some of my judgement was really makes it easier. Like pouring alcohol in a wound. I've come back to not wanting a relationship right now, which is "eh" but I'm in college. Plus, walking into a room of eleven girls I've known for 3 days discussing why they find me sexy kind of gives you a confidence boost ...