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May. 7th, 2006 02:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
totchipandaI had a minor epiphany today. I was checking an LJ for a manga update, and the user said she'd probably shut her LJ down, 'cause she didn't really use it. It seemed kinda "woe is me", and I was like, "dude, who cares?"
But then I thought, well obviously, SHE cares. It's her journal, and she can write whatever the hell she wants. Its absolutely no different than the shit I write when I'm in a bad mood and don't give a flying rat's ass about anything except my own personal, tiny little world.
Which is also kinda where I am right now. Me = teh stoopid. Not to the point of wanting to stop posting, but fuck, I wonder why I work myself up like this.
No one's world revolves around me, except mine. (pets don't count) One day, I might get over this preconception that the generic everyone else gives a flying rat's ass. (Obviously, I care about you guys. What else are flists for?)
Is that appropiate apostrophe use?
Anyway, I think I might do better at this relationship thing now that I know that I personally will not expect sex out of it (refer to preconceptions and media influences), but I still feel like I have two left feet and no sense of rythym. Wallflower, ftw. It's also not like I SHOULD expect anything at all.. because that's not how things work.
I am going to blame this bout of self-pity on the first unmedicated but mostly cramp-free period I've had in three years.
And now I'm going to go to bed and Ren and I will sulk together. kthxbye.
But then I thought, well obviously, SHE cares. It's her journal, and she can write whatever the hell she wants. Its absolutely no different than the shit I write when I'm in a bad mood and don't give a flying rat's ass about anything except my own personal, tiny little world.
Which is also kinda where I am right now. Me = teh stoopid. Not to the point of wanting to stop posting, but fuck, I wonder why I work myself up like this.
No one's world revolves around me, except mine. (pets don't count) One day, I might get over this preconception that the generic everyone else gives a flying rat's ass. (Obviously, I care about you guys. What else are flists for?)
Is that appropiate apostrophe use?
Anyway, I think I might do better at this relationship thing now that I know that I personally will not expect sex out of it (refer to preconceptions and media influences), but I still feel like I have two left feet and no sense of rythym. Wallflower, ftw. It's also not like I SHOULD expect anything at all.. because that's not how things work.
I am going to blame this bout of self-pity on the first unmedicated but mostly cramp-free period I've had in three years.
And now I'm going to go to bed and Ren and I will sulk together. kthxbye.
