Holding Everything In...
I haven't typed anything in here for a long time. Call it lazyness...or call it I have nothing to type. Or maybe this blogger isn't as open as I made it out to be. I don't know. I just know that school is starting soon, and I have to set my priorities. I have to first find my schedule, cuz as of right now. I have classes that I have no need for. After finding the right class schedule, I have to determine when I am able to work. Everything is starting to soon, and it all sucks.
One of my pet peeves is the fact that people keep repeating theirselves to me. I know that they just want to make sure, but still it annoys me a lot...even pisses me off. I heard you the first time. And if I say that I am going to be doing something for like the 20th time, I am going to do it. So what if a freaking few weeks passed. I still am going to do it.
It has been a long time since I have talked about Roy. Last time I visited him was on his birthday. It's not that I don't want to...it's just that I don't think I am able to. It's weird cuz I should be able to. It's been a year and some months, but I still choose to avoid it. I still hold everything in. I should talk to someone about it, and it should help me, but I feel that if I get counseling or if I go to a psychiatrist, then I am weak. I know we all need help, but I have usually been on my own...so it's just hard to change that. I want to share things with friends and with coworkers, so they will understand who I am, instead of the person that I make out to be. I guess I am tired of just being a nice guy...because I am more than that.
P.S. Sadly, I have joined Xanga to archive my life as a journal. More so than this one... Cucumber_Melonhead
I haven't typed anything in here for a long time. Call it lazyness...or call it I have nothing to type. Or maybe this blogger isn't as open as I made it out to be. I don't know. I just know that school is starting soon, and I have to set my priorities. I have to first find my schedule, cuz as of right now. I have classes that I have no need for. After finding the right class schedule, I have to determine when I am able to work. Everything is starting to soon, and it all sucks.
One of my pet peeves is the fact that people keep repeating theirselves to me. I know that they just want to make sure, but still it annoys me a lot...even pisses me off. I heard you the first time. And if I say that I am going to be doing something for like the 20th time, I am going to do it. So what if a freaking few weeks passed. I still am going to do it.
It has been a long time since I have talked about Roy. Last time I visited him was on his birthday. It's not that I don't want to...it's just that I don't think I am able to. It's weird cuz I should be able to. It's been a year and some months, but I still choose to avoid it. I still hold everything in. I should talk to someone about it, and it should help me, but I feel that if I get counseling or if I go to a psychiatrist, then I am weak. I know we all need help, but I have usually been on my own...so it's just hard to change that. I want to share things with friends and with coworkers, so they will understand who I am, instead of the person that I make out to be. I guess I am tired of just being a nice guy...because I am more than that.
P.S. Sadly, I have joined Xanga to archive my life as a journal. More so than this one... Cucumber_Melonhead
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