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| i love being around someone who fights with every thing i say for no reason, but who i can't fight back with because unlike her, i actually am sensitive about hurting her feelings. it's really fun. you should try it. especially when she has the added bonus of telling you how you feel about something, putting words in your mouth, and thinking she knows when she really doesn't. even better when she's never there when you need her, only when she wants something from you. and is selfish as hell.
not that i'm bitter. or obsessed. or anything.
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| i hate it when i misunderstand who a person is. it makes me feel dumb. and...dumb. i'm supposed to be good at getting people. i guess i just got my hopes up. ugh. but like, why did i overestimate you? you're way not as cool as i thought you were. who DOES that?
at least i know that will never work out! wooooo. no more idealizing; time to move along.
things DO work out. they work out well all the time. example: i didn't get hit by a car today. my boobs got way bigger when i gained weight, so they're distracting. i got an a on my abnormal test. i have enough money to go to a really kickass school. i've just discovered that i can potentially complete two minors along with my two majors and still graduate in the same amount of time, without overtaxing myself. i WILL be in the peace corps.
i feel better already.
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| i'm all weird and anxious and it won't go away no matter what happens.
i love my family but they have major issues. i try to think they're like normalish family problems. this is kind of doubtful. check this out: i'm the NORMAL one in the family. that alone is totally fucked up.
reasons why i should never be the normalest:
i remember very little of what has happened in my life despite the fact that it has been relatively short.
skin tone.
inability to stop singing (badly) in public.
when i asked sheetal to describe me, her first thought was "awkward." random people in my life like to tell me about their awkward moments arbitrarily as if to make me feel better about myself. it's not just sheetal.
sometimes i forget to talk when it is apparently appropriate to, such as when someone asks me a question.
despite this, sometimes i overtalk and tell really personal details to people.
most of the time, i would rather be in my room alone than go out partying.
i am constantly judging people, but i assume that they constantly judge me. i think this is normal, but then i always tell people about the judging thing, and they think it's weird.
i accidentally say really rude things a lot.
can't stand on one foot without falling over.
i don't care what my hair looks like.
i love strangers and am terrified of acquaintances.
would rather read than watch tv any day.
i think suicide should be outlawed.
if you say a word that i don't understand, i will insist you explain yourself, no matter how peripheral or complicated the subject. i really want to know everything.
my favorite outfit momentarily is a neon cobra starship tee and "wanna party?" scrubs.
the number one reason i should never be the normalest: i absolutely love the clintons.
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| the first man i ever really really wanted to have sex with just died in a very pussy way.
i'm kind of pissed at him.
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