I don't want you to think that I added a picture of a dog with glasses at the top of my page to attract attention and blog readers through it's cuteness or something. in fact that dog has no soul and will eat your babies. he wears those glasses to see the fear in your eyes as he reaches inside of your chest and rips whatever organ he feels first from your body. he makes you look at it and then as you breath your last breathe he laughs a maniacal laugh which sounds from the spot where your body lay lifeless all the way to the deepest depths of hell. it's quite sinister actually.
he's also related to Paris Hilton's dog Tinkerbell.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
7 Month Reunion
I graduated from high school last year. I (pretty much) liked all my classmates and enjoyed having them as fellow students for the three years I had been there. However, now when I run into them at my college or around town something feels weird. I don't feel an urge to "catch up". sure it has not been long since graduation, and there really is little to catch up on, but it seems like the feelings should be there. I feel sort of bad, brushing my old friends off after a brief "hello" and smile, but it's like I don't want a long conversation with them. Like I have counted them as the past already and engaging in conversation with them would be looking back when I need to be looking forward.
My classmates held a reunion of sorts a little while back. It had been less then a year since graduation and I thought it was silly to have one so soon. what did we have to talk about? I didn't go. I don't how many actually did attend, although in my mind almost everyone was there, except of course me. I am fairly introverted and don't have much of a liking for pointless small talk or useless chatter. I like important information or things that make me laugh and I like my thoughts to my self. Maybe that makes me silly instead of the reunion but it is how I have always been. having no desire to fake enthusiasm for an hour or so and not having accomplished anything to give me something to mention to them; It seemed pointless and more like a chore than an enjoyable meet and greet.
I'm not really sure how to end this post or what I expect anyone who may read this to take away from it. I think this is something that was just infesting my mind and something I needed to let out through some means. My writing is helping me to understand myself much better than ever before. Regardless of money that is a great reward for authorship.
My classmates held a reunion of sorts a little while back. It had been less then a year since graduation and I thought it was silly to have one so soon. what did we have to talk about? I didn't go. I don't how many actually did attend, although in my mind almost everyone was there, except of course me. I am fairly introverted and don't have much of a liking for pointless small talk or useless chatter. I like important information or things that make me laugh and I like my thoughts to my self. Maybe that makes me silly instead of the reunion but it is how I have always been. having no desire to fake enthusiasm for an hour or so and not having accomplished anything to give me something to mention to them; It seemed pointless and more like a chore than an enjoyable meet and greet.
I'm not really sure how to end this post or what I expect anyone who may read this to take away from it. I think this is something that was just infesting my mind and something I needed to let out through some means. My writing is helping me to understand myself much better than ever before. Regardless of money that is a great reward for authorship.
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