Fears: heights, loneliness, uncomfortable public situations,
the color combination orange and green
Annoyances: excessive movement (in certain situations), when
people won’t listen to you
Accomplishments: having close,
fantastic friendships that give meaning to my life
Confusions: life in general
Sorrows: not having the ability to sing
Dreams: that cliché fairytale romance
Idiosyncrasies: I’m bad at being good-funny but I’m good at
being bad-funny, I’m also bad at understanding what words mean.
Risks: I don’t
Beloved Possessions, Now and Then: hoodies (then), cardigans
(now)
Problems: motivation, being constantly aware and paranoid of
what people might think
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I am quite annoyed by people who won’t listen. Listen like
they won’t hear what you say but also won’t take in what they do hear.
Being small, quiet, and just kind of there (i.e. a doormat)
basically means none of my words ever reach ears that aren’t my own. This has
also lead to my bad habits/problems of not having opinions/not voicing them,
not taking risks, not putting myself out there for fear of judgment.
Why would I say things if no one’s gonna listen or care?
But am I also perfectly content to stay silent and let
people vent and rant to me as they desire. It makes up for it. People find me
trustworthy, friendly, easy to drone on and on to without fear of judgment. I
welcome my friends and their baggage with open arms, but juggling my baggage
along with theirs gets difficult sometimes.
But who am I if I don’t have them? My petty problems will somehow
solve themselves; one day I will find a soul mate and together we will solve
the problems of life. So until then I have the time to keep the most important
parts of me safe.
…and annoyed with bad puns….
:D
Also I’m surprised bad habits was not on the list. Get on
that for next year Mr. Logdon
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