Don't Worry Baby, Everything Will Turn Out Alright
I just got home yesterday from Swarthmore, and it was really great. The campus was beautiful, and the people were intelligent and funny. Swarthmore was kinda what everyone hopes for college to be. Though the history class I sat in on was a bit on the dull side (mixed with the fact that I'd spent the last two nights sleeping on the floor and not exactly getting the best sleep ever, it was hard to stay awake through), I still got a really good impression of the school.
I'd post pictures, but my camera is currently missing. It's probably in my mom's car, but I'm still just a wee bit worried.
So, someone tell me what's going on with our one act play. I read on Leah's journal that they changed our play from "Id" to "Rapunzel Uncut," which is...weird, to say the least. Someone call me up or leave me a comment letting me know what happened at school today.
Just in case you didn't notice, I didn't go to school today. I still have a lot of work to catch up on and I think I caught something while I was up at Swarthmore. Yeah, not fun.
I know I've said this many times before, but I really, really don't understand other people. Call it close-mindedness or stupidity or whatever, but I really don't get why people react as they do and do as they do "and suffer guilt and love and hate," (A line from a monologue I performed recently from "Chapter Two" by Neil Simon. I couldn't help it.) Lately I've just found myself staring at people and thinking, "...what?"
I don't know. I don't know if we're meant to understand others, but really? I cannot comprehend some people at all. I'm sure I boggle some people, but not to the extent others boggle me. I'm a people-watcher, and I think a lot about others and why things happen and all that stuff, but I haven't been coming to any rational conclusions.
Ok, maybe I need to shut up. Or, you know, not.
People also boggle me in their choice of words. Let's face it, no one means what they say anymore. Everyone always has something to say that they're hiding with some other bullshit coming out of their mouths. It's ridiculous. Not that I'm saying people should always say exactly what they're thinking (we all know that would be a mistake) but there has to be a degree of honesty between people. It's come to a point where I really do second-guess the things that people tell me; probably things I shouldn't second-guess. Would the truth be that bothersome? Is it that much more convienent to lie or to bend the truth than it is to just come out with it?
But I guess it's hard to be honest sometimes because people may listen to you, but they don't really hear you. I've had that problem lately. I can say something that I mean to come off one way, and someone will take it to mean something completely different; sometimes I can't even understand how they got that from what I said. Sometimes I just say things to get people out of my hair. If I'm completely honest, useless insanity will ensue and will just drag out unnecessary drama that no one wants.
Oh, I'm being specific, aren't I? I don't know, it's just...from things I've said to things I've heard other people say to things that people have told me, all these thoughts have been flying around in my head, and I think some of you can relate.
Love to all.
I'd post pictures, but my camera is currently missing. It's probably in my mom's car, but I'm still just a wee bit worried.
So, someone tell me what's going on with our one act play. I read on Leah's journal that they changed our play from "Id" to "Rapunzel Uncut," which is...weird, to say the least. Someone call me up or leave me a comment letting me know what happened at school today.
Just in case you didn't notice, I didn't go to school today. I still have a lot of work to catch up on and I think I caught something while I was up at Swarthmore. Yeah, not fun.
I know I've said this many times before, but I really, really don't understand other people. Call it close-mindedness or stupidity or whatever, but I really don't get why people react as they do and do as they do "and suffer guilt and love and hate," (A line from a monologue I performed recently from "Chapter Two" by Neil Simon. I couldn't help it.) Lately I've just found myself staring at people and thinking, "...what?"
I don't know. I don't know if we're meant to understand others, but really? I cannot comprehend some people at all. I'm sure I boggle some people, but not to the extent others boggle me. I'm a people-watcher, and I think a lot about others and why things happen and all that stuff, but I haven't been coming to any rational conclusions.
Ok, maybe I need to shut up. Or, you know, not.
People also boggle me in their choice of words. Let's face it, no one means what they say anymore. Everyone always has something to say that they're hiding with some other bullshit coming out of their mouths. It's ridiculous. Not that I'm saying people should always say exactly what they're thinking (we all know that would be a mistake) but there has to be a degree of honesty between people. It's come to a point where I really do second-guess the things that people tell me; probably things I shouldn't second-guess. Would the truth be that bothersome? Is it that much more convienent to lie or to bend the truth than it is to just come out with it?
But I guess it's hard to be honest sometimes because people may listen to you, but they don't really hear you. I've had that problem lately. I can say something that I mean to come off one way, and someone will take it to mean something completely different; sometimes I can't even understand how they got that from what I said. Sometimes I just say things to get people out of my hair. If I'm completely honest, useless insanity will ensue and will just drag out unnecessary drama that no one wants.
Oh, I'm being specific, aren't I? I don't know, it's just...from things I've said to things I've heard other people say to things that people have told me, all these thoughts have been flying around in my head, and I think some of you can relate.
Love to all.