Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Nothing Like Trying To Avoid Someone

I have this really bad disorder.  It's called Severe Guilt Disorder (SGD).  It's the same as any regular guilt, but I'm more hyper aware of it and the load is about 10x worse.  But that's not the hardest part. The hardest part is facing the person who might have called you out on it. And if you're both mad at each other, well the avoiding process is pretty hard. This means that:
  • Avoid passing and/or making eye contact in the hallway
    • It's easier just to avoid being around them in the hallway
  • Avoid talking as much as possible
    • (And why would you even consider talking? It's either a) going to start something bad b) be really awk or c) all of the above)
  • Avoid breathing in the same air
    • Okay, yeah this might be a little steep, but when someone irks you like no tomorrow you kinda get a little peeved to being breathing in the same CO2 as them. Just saying.
I know I've been Ms. Debbie Downer lately so that's why my rant is written in a more "uplifting" way. 

Would you say Win-Win?


Monday, October 3, 2011

A Balancing Act

In high school, you need to surround yourself with people who will support you.  You have to have people who make you feel good and that you genuinely like.  Take for example this morning, Lauren came up to me from her car to give me a cup of coffee she bought for me.  She didn't know I was already having a bad day; maybe she had some kind of intuitive thought that told her that her friend needed a pick-me-up. Who knows? All I know is that she made my day a little bit brighter, and for that I thank her. 
That's what friends do.  So be wise when you search for companions. They make up such a big part in your school life.


Sunday, October 2, 2011

In Truth

In truth, life is complicated.  We take on step forward hoping that the next will be be a lighter tread. Though, in time we see that our steps are harder, not softer.  The terrain is messier, not flater.

I'm fed up with people.  I'm sick of everyone asking me if I'm okay.  I'm tired of people following me around like a lost puppy.  I want to be alone. I want to be happy that I can be alone.  But when I'm alone I'm only angry. Angry at people. And now we've come to a full circle.

I've been gone for a while, and I'm coming back.  This is where I need to be now.  To write means to be at some temporary peace.   I won't be angry all the time, I promise.


Post Count