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awesomesproutI hate when I'm just another of something.
Like say there's this really popular ( by after high school standards and such ) guy and like he's a total charmer,hottie,etc... and all these girls like him.
So of course. I fall for it. And I end up liking him. And then I become JUST ANOTHER one of this guy's drooling groupies or something.
I HATE THAT!! Ug. I cannot deal with popular people. I'm way too attention hungry from my friends to cope.
Like, if I'm hanging out with said popular person I want to feel like its just me. But then say I call popular person to hang out and he's on the phone with me talking about the millions of other people JUST LIKE ME whom he's sharing his time with and therefore, has no time for me.
It makes me want to rip out my eyeballs or something. Cuz I really just don't feel all that special. Maybe I'm not just as social as I think. Maybe I just don't have the self-confidence to have a HUGE group of friends anymore.
Ug.
God. Maybe I should use all this newfound free time to fuckin' go out and meet people.
Or at least look at the opportunities to do so that are right in front of me... i.e.: The haunt.
Or maybe I really am neurotic and think way too much about things that aren't worth thinking about.
Whatever. I'm sick and need sleep.
Like say there's this really popular ( by after high school standards and such ) guy and like he's a total charmer,hottie,etc... and all these girls like him.
So of course. I fall for it. And I end up liking him. And then I become JUST ANOTHER one of this guy's drooling groupies or something.
I HATE THAT!! Ug. I cannot deal with popular people. I'm way too attention hungry from my friends to cope.
Like, if I'm hanging out with said popular person I want to feel like its just me. But then say I call popular person to hang out and he's on the phone with me talking about the millions of other people JUST LIKE ME whom he's sharing his time with and therefore, has no time for me.
It makes me want to rip out my eyeballs or something. Cuz I really just don't feel all that special. Maybe I'm not just as social as I think. Maybe I just don't have the self-confidence to have a HUGE group of friends anymore.
Ug.
God. Maybe I should use all this newfound free time to fuckin' go out and meet people.
Or at least look at the opportunities to do so that are right in front of me... i.e.: The haunt.
Or maybe I really am neurotic and think way too much about things that aren't worth thinking about.
Whatever. I'm sick and need sleep.
