| Current mood: |  depressed |
| Current music: | "Such great hights" -the Postal Service |
Fake Reality
It's Friday, which tecnicly means that tomorrow is Saturday. Saturday I'm gonna go to Emily's 13th birthday party at around 4 or something like that. It's probibly gonna be pretty cool I guess. Sorry for my loss of inthusiasim, a couple of things happened today that made my day a little worse each time I tryed to make it better.
I'm not gonna spend my time explaining, so I'm not going to, but I will tell you one thing, all of the feelings that you get and all of the fellings that you fell are afected by other people, as opose to your own thoughts. So if you lived in the middle of no where and knew no one at all, and never did no anyone for some reson, you wouldn't have any worries wut so ever, but on the other hand you wouldn't have friends either, which would not be good.
So we have to admit, that we do alot of things to impress people, and I do too of course, everyone has someone that they would give anything just to take a second look at them. So if you are at school and you make a crule remark at the teacher, or something mild like that, you've got some people (obviously the "cool" ones) saying "Aw man, that was so kick ass, you're so cool!!" You smile and you feel like the king/queen of the world, in reality, these people that just called you cool dont have any idea who you are. no one knows what you're like when no one else is around, even if you tell them because they still have no idea what so ever.
I've done some thinking, and I think alot, as a matter of fact, i spend most of the day inside my own head, talking to myself rather than others (not in public, in my mind). I was wodering if this is normal, i dont think it is because I see girls and guys all talking to eachother, all talking at the same time, the could do this for hours and still have so much to talk about. While I'm in my group of friends and they talk like that, but im just standing there, thinking about something compleatly stupid, like a guy i like or something weird like that. If I spend more time doing insdead of thinking, then I would have less to think about, and then I would be able to do alot more. I dont have hobbies, I mean the usually of course; listening to music, talking to friends, watching TV, stuff like that, my only hobby is playing the drums, which i do literally hours a day, trying to make up different things, since i stopped taking lessons because of money problems.
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