I remember finding this on the backing of a desk two years ago, thinking something about how this was a sign of understanding, something like, I was likely to accomplish what I wanted that year.
The plan was that I’d isolate myself, and no matter what, I was not to make any friends, not to let myself or anybody else get too close.
Not too sure how to report the results to that plan.
Though, if I can say I sort of wish I hadn’t strayed so far away from the plan then maybe I had failed.
I mean in the end I got what I wanted, in terms of the relationships I’m left with from that place.. I kind of wish I had done things more cleanly, I had strayed very, very far during the end of the first year..
But there are actually quite a few other people I wish I could have stayed in contact with…
I really don’t know where I’m going with this.
My phone decided to destroy itself last night, and so I’m writing this again.
it’s starting to look like a segway to what i want to post next.. but i don’t even know how to finish that string of thoughts either
Wow. I should learn to not clean my phone whilst the screen is on.
In college, we don’t say “I love you”, we say “I have 5 essays, two finals, and 3 group projects due in the next 8 days” which translates to “I would like to be crushed by a train” and I think that’s pretty cool.
Can’t even wait until I get home.
Picking up my cowon tomorrow!
people who expect resistive screens to work like capacitives…
wondering how many miles i’ve scrolled on tumblr
Anonymous asked: Happy Birthday!! :D
Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy being alone. Or well, maybe not enjoy, but I do prefer it a lot of the time. Its something I’m sure any introvert can relate to. Its this sort of loneliness that feels comfortable, or as some people say, you ‘recharge’ at times like this.
There’s just something about this particular day of the year that really makes me want to be by myself. I feel like I want to keep this day for myself, I don’t want to share it. Not in a selfish way, like how some children don’t want to share their toys. I just want to be alone.
And I usually am. I haven’t spent this day with another being for years, and I’ve liked it that way. However for some reason, this year, I’m feeling a bit conflicted. The loneliness I am feeling right now isn’t comforting.
I’m quite afraid of being left behind, and I think that might be
I’m getting the impression that everybody is moving on except me.
I’ve always felt that way, but a little less certain. And maybe today, the thought has just decided to bubble up again, that maybe I am moving forward, but at a tangent. That maybe I should stop for a second and review my route.
But then again, I don’t know where I’m going, and neither do many other people.
Maybe everybody feels the same, but do not show it and I’m supposed to pretend I don’t either and keep fluttering into nowhere.
eww. teenage angst. Oh wait, apparantly I’m no longer a teenager… eww.. post-teenage angst