Still have photos from JSA to scan. Got thru about half of them yesterday. Windows 2000 is a tool but my mac isn't set up anywhere. Shit. Dunno how I'm going to get PS7 onto my mac. It was one of those free trial things that I cheated at and got to keep. Also have to transfer all my music to the mac because it's filling up too much disk space on the pc.
Rant rant rant.
Not exactly happy with August. Haven't done much of anything except hanging out with my mom. I wanted to draw and paint and write, but it's not happening. The weather is blah. It's summerfall.
Feel like Victoria's ignoring me. I should poke her. But maybe I deserve the silence. I have no clue what she's thinking and I'm thinking the worst because she's not saying anything. Obviously she has no idea what I'm thinking or what I was thinking...what was I thinking?
I wish my parents would go on a honeymoon or something. They never went on one. And I want a week alone just so I can do stuff. Being in Connecticut for 3 weeks made me want to be there another 3 weeks. Life at home is boring.
It was weird being back in boring Oswego again. Felt weird, like home. Nothing changed, not even the weather.
What's senior year going to bring? Probably not friends. Mom says she's worried about me not having friends. (85 Facebook friends don't count.) Whatever. They don't teach me any truth. Teachers. Curriculums. Why can't school teach you real facts and not bullshit like they do now?
(Fuck Tinker v. Des Moines. I know. I'm the only one who thinks these things, I wrote a ten page paper on it, and I know what I think, and I know I'm right even though nobody agrees.)
I have to get my driver's license, but I'm too traumatized from failing twice and the parents don't get it. I can't get in the driver's seat without feeling like I'm going to crash, no matter how good I know I am at driving. Something will happen and I'll fuck up and never get the stupid license. I'm not ready. I wasn't ready then, and you said I was then. I'm not ready now either.
Sort of gloomy. Not depressed.
Sick of people thinking stuff about me that isn't true.
Sick of people believing lies. Lies about the world. Lies about truth.
I don't know why people think some of these things. It's so blatently obvious and they don't see it.
I bet I'll return to school and it'll all be the same. Nobody ever learns. I try to tell them, but they tell me I'm crazy.
I have no credibility. I dunno why not. It's like they think I'm stupid. They really do.
I'm thinking back and it's always been like that and I can't change it. Can't people quit judging me? I'm who you think I am.
I'm better than anything you think I am.
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Ah well, thought you might wanted to know xD
It really sucks to be back at home and just be bored again as usual after a day or, in your case, 3 weeks Dx People say that that makes the time you spent there even better so you shouldn't let it get to you.. I dunno, but doesn't that only make you want to go back even more? xD
Hmm, friends are overrated. They're a good way to kill some time, but it's quite rare to not get annoyed by them after a while xD For me, anyway xD They just never seem to get tired of boring stuff.. Oh, and they can get mad over the smallest and weirdest of things o.0
Also, who's this Victoria? Somehow, you make me think she is a friend of yours :0
Oh, and it's difficult to see the blatantly obvious truth when you keep paying attention to other things that you find more important.. Y'know, the kind of things 'everyone' seems to find important but really just aren't? xD Like the kind of car you drive, clothes you wear, etc..
Of course, why should anyone believe someone of which they have this vague notion of knowing and are.. inspired by that vague notion not to get to know that person better so her/his words gain meaning?[/sarcasm]xD
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I think it's just summer ennui getting to me. The usual. I just want to do stuff.
It's sad that friends are overrated. What ever happened to meaningful relationships? For me it's like no one likes me at all. And if they do, it's for shallow reasons. And yeah, I agree.
Victoria is ~EastTwilight and she's been my "best friend" since the 7th grade. We're sort of having a dispute. My fault.
Yes, that may be the case. But I used to think people could put those trivial things aside and look at things objectively. Maybe I'm the only one?
Yay for vague notions. I think I inspire them in people.
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Oh, and yeah that ad stuff, it shows up on mine.
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Well, maybe I'm just expecting more from friendship than I should. Y'know, 'friends that help you out with all your problems' and stuff. Then again, it's not like I have any problems for them to help me with xD
Shallow reasons? Like, if you have to team-up for a project or something? :0 I hate people who get friendly only to get a higher grade.. Dx
Ah, so you do have friends!
You're certainly not the only one xD Though you are one of the few.. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing xD Probably a bad thing
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You're better than anyone thinks you are! Yes! THAT IS WHAT PEOPLE NEED TO START BELIEVING.
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"My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre," Ford muttered to himself, "and that I am therefore excused from saving Universes."
I too expect more from friendship than I should. Maybe that's why I never seem to get along with people. By shallow reasons I mean they like me because, well...they say stuff like, "she's really nice" or "she's smart" or something like that, and that's sort of almost skin-deep stuff. Ok, so I'm "nice" and "smart" but I'm a million other things once you really know me, and frankly, no one ever sees those things. I know, I never really let people get to know me, so I guess that's my fault. Or maybe my personality isn't interesting enough for anyone to care?
Yeah...and she knows me pretty well, so that's good. But I can't have conversations with her about serious issues that bother me, or tell her about my writing or concepts I've given thought without her telling me I'm crazy. Or, for serious issues that bother me, she doesn't agree/care. We got to be friends back in seventh grade because I had nowhere to sit on the school bus except next to her, so she let me sit down. And she was reading Harry Potter. So we pretty much hit it off just on that...now, I'm not under the Potter spell anymore, and she still is, so I don't know. She likes stuff like that, fantasy stuff that I've grown out of. I only read classic literature now (it's the best, after all) and she won't follow my lead (nobody ever does). We don't even end up in the same classes anymore, since she won't take (many) advanced courses and I take all advanced courses...there's a difference in motivation, I guess. I just get sad because there's not much we have in common. I still really like having her as a friend, I just need some new people to be with too.
I went to Yale for 3 weeks in July and the 5 other girls in my suite were great, but it's hard for me to reach out. So we're friends, but we're distant friends, especially because we live far apart and converse solely on facebook now.
What bothers me in this friendship thing is that the people I meet differ from me so much that it's hard to see eye to eye. I feel like my values and perspective, which I consider to be extremely valid, are lost on everyone. It's like I'm in the wrong generation. Wrong time period. It really sucks.
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