Every Monday morning I make a list. i write "to do' on the top. why do I do this? its not like I'm going "to do" even half of those things before the week is up.
Today at school lunch we got fortune cookies...I thought my fortune was a bit ironic...'stop procrastinating, start tomorrow.'
Also, I'm one step closer to figuring it out (when I say it, I mean my life). Now I just need to figure out why?
I keep having this urge to blog the most intimate and personal things. Things I don't really want people to know, yet I want to blog them, so maybe I do want people to know. Or maybe I just find blogging easier then real human interactions. But I'll put off analysing this one for now. Procrastinate once again.
The older I get the more useless I become as a friend. I used to be the friend that people would come to when they needed to chat, get advice (something that resembled advice), be cheered up, relax, or just not talk at all. But now, I feel like a failure in this department. Maybe I just have more problems...maybe I have less patience...maybe I'm just losing sympathy for certain things. Either way, I'm starting to feel quite inadequate, and thus somewhat unwanted.
One thing in my life is certain: I have had a revelation and am starting to think I should share...but not just yet.
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