Well aint this great.My mixpod isnt working now.I have lots of essays to do,I have a ton of things I need to do and half a ton of which I'm procrastinating.
Now its still early and I'm already sort of a social outcast in my class.Funny thing is,I out casted myself.[What am I afraid of.]
My class once again has the majority of the population being girls.Well,apart from a few it took me about 2 years to adjust to my upper sec class...
I guess what I'm afraid of is that people don't understand me,(ironic for my course),and people misread me and end up thinking I'm something I'm not before I disappoint them.If happiness awaits at the end of the race,why don't I catch glipses of it everytime I complete a lap?
When all that we fight for turns to vain,what motivation can one find to continue the race. Without the formal uniform of all selfish characters and traits of the working world creeping onto our very dendrites.
Well,I guess,new faces new friends.And one of the hardest social challenges I'm facing?I want a gf...-well that's alot of complications to it.
its all just in my subconscious mind,the need to find someone.But where then?!?
My conscious mind is my biggest defense to my subconscious' thoughts and non-rational decisions that keep giving me the ned to feel like there's someone there.
But I know that if I get one for the sake of getting one,it would all be for the wrong reasons,and when the focal point of my psychological needs change,how much can I still say I would appreciate being in a relationship...(theres no [?] cos its retorical)
Oh wells,what I DO know is this.If I ever do get one,itd have to start from friendship,and it would be someone that I can feel comfortable with being honest with.About who I am/what I am,even things I wouldnt talk about on my blog.that would be the one person I can find promissing...if she exists that is :(...
Oh wells,to my future spouse wherever you are.you may or may not know me now,nor vice-versa.But where ever you are The One for me,I miss you :'(
And I'm waiting for you.
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