So it's really strange. I feel as though for a period of time, I've dropped off the face of the planet- and I don't mind as much as I should. I mean, a few of my friends decided to spontaneously start avoiding me for seemingly no good reason, and I'm not nearly as bothered as I should be. It doesn't bum me as much that I don't see them, but on principle. "Hey, let's avoid you and not even tell you why! and to make it better, let's have a bullshit reason! Even better, let's make it a group effort!"
Thrilling, really.
but it's more the illogical principle. like, .... what?
Whatever. It's not so bad actually. I don't mind more time to myself.
I've been hanging out with different friends and such, and it's been much less dramatic, and stressful. I have a job where I'm working a lot of hours and that's cool. My future as of now is completely up in the air, and somehow, I'm content with that.
It worries me a little that I'm not bothered much- not sure if I'm content or depressed to the point of numbness, but I doubt the latter.
Meh. I miss hanging with Ryan, that's about it for now.
I'm excited for Chris Cornell and Coldplay.
I don't have patience for meaningless drama.
Customers in retail will always be annoying, so meh.
it's all gonna be alright.
Disappearing Act
2 weeks ago




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