10.03.2004

Too distraught to think of title

Weird day today. Really weird. My dad and sister came up to see me, which is cool, because that means food and clothes for me (woot!), but after I got home from hanging out with them, I talked to the girl two floors above me. Out of our conversation, all I really got out of it was that she sees me as fake. Of all the things that I am (arrogant, cocky, egotistical, asshole-ish, etc.), being fake has never been one of them. But then I thought about it for a while. I thought, "maybe I am fake." But I know I'm not. I just put on a different face for different people, or at least groups of people. And I definitely put on a different face around her. I forget everything else around me, and all I see is her and how happy I want her to be. I do what I think will make her happy. But apparantly that is the wrong thing to do. She tells me to be myself, but the word "myself" can mean so many different things. I don't act the same way around my guy friends as I do my parents, just like I don't act the same way around my girl friends as I do around my guy friends, etc. The thing is, the way I act around her is very different then I act around anybody else. But I think my friend Ade is right; I should just cut her off. There are plenty of other people to meet, and I don't need her. Who knows what can happen. At least I found a new coffee shop that I can hang out at thanks to a completely random comment made by another Fargo based person (you know who you are). Talk about an up and down day. God damn it. I just want one normal day. I love weird shit, but I need one normal day. At least I have my friends coming up next weekend to look forward to. And a lot of food. Mmmmmm..... *gets distracted by lava lamp* Right...blog...Anyways, in conclusion; women are confusing, men are stupid, I need money, financial aid comes soon, job comes soon, I need to get laid, food is good, I guess I really don't need to get laid (though, I admit, it would be nice), I have the new Flogging Molly cd, and I need sleep. Adieu. Josh

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"The passage of life is one of self doubt and aborted issues. The mind feels the reason, and the heart hears the call, but the world destroys the path with chaos and infirmity. The shallow and irresolute are culled from the flock of progress and break the cycle of destruction, until there is only self. Though the process is pain and bitter affliction, the end is pure and the essence calm."

October 7, 2004 at 9:06 PM  

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