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The rules of the game: Post 5 Weird and Random facts about yourself, then at the end list the names of 5 people who are next in line to do this.
So here it goes:
1. If I can rationalize something in my head, it takes Hell or High Water to convince me otherwise.
2. I feel as if I am looking at the World from the bottom of a well.
3. Music is the only Religion that I can ever really throw myself whole-heartedly into.
4. I consistently battle with issues of responsibility and childishness.
5. I think the world is beautiful. And sad.
If there are five of you who would like to do this, knock yourself out.
Got the C B D job, which is the best job I have ever had. It's not even like work. The money isn't that great, but it'll do for now.
The iffyness about Brian has evolved into something not slightly more apathetic. I used to think that breaking up with him would be the hardest thing I would ever have to do, but looking back on my life, I think it might have been the kidney stones.
We haven't broken up, but I'm sure it's on it's way, on my end at least. I'm just a pansy when it comes to being by myself, and having enough balls to actually tell him that I don't think I'm in love with him anymore. I might let the whole fiasco drag on until I'm back in love with him again, but he'd have to work bloody miracles for that to happen, which is something I think Brian isn't too capable of. I've probably said too much already, but I seriously haven't written anything in such a long time. I guess I just have to get it out.
So ignore this, I guess.
Why do I feel this sudden sense of shame and guilt? I wish life was easier.
So here it goes:
1. If I can rationalize something in my head, it takes Hell or High Water to convince me otherwise.
2. I feel as if I am looking at the World from the bottom of a well.
3. Music is the only Religion that I can ever really throw myself whole-heartedly into.
4. I consistently battle with issues of responsibility and childishness.
5. I think the world is beautiful. And sad.
If there are five of you who would like to do this, knock yourself out.
Got the C B D job, which is the best job I have ever had. It's not even like work. The money isn't that great, but it'll do for now.
The iffyness about Brian has evolved into something not slightly more apathetic. I used to think that breaking up with him would be the hardest thing I would ever have to do, but looking back on my life, I think it might have been the kidney stones.
We haven't broken up, but I'm sure it's on it's way, on my end at least. I'm just a pansy when it comes to being by myself, and having enough balls to actually tell him that I don't think I'm in love with him anymore. I might let the whole fiasco drag on until I'm back in love with him again, but he'd have to work bloody miracles for that to happen, which is something I think Brian isn't too capable of. I've probably said too much already, but I seriously haven't written anything in such a long time. I guess I just have to get it out.
So ignore this, I guess.
Why do I feel this sudden sense of shame and guilt? I wish life was easier.