they must have been wondering "who is this girl and why is she here?" i have to admit, i was wondering that about me too.
when i'm wearing pants that aren't bells and yet aren't tapered, i feel a need to constantly adjust them in hopes that they will cover my feet. i'm not sure why, i'm not anti-my-feet. i just love the look and feel of bellbottoms.
this afternoon when i was at the Y i thought to myself "enough is enough, i've GOT to think about something else". i realized that i'd spent the last 2 evenings at home alone and was facing another evening by myself. spending too much time alone causes one to become extremely self-centred and i was just sick of thinking of myself. so on my way home i stopped at melissa's and stayed for a very nice visit. it's good to connect with people. the more inward looking you get, the more inward looking you get. the more isolated you become the more isolated you want to be. i don't know about you, but that always leaves me feeling miserable. so my time with melissa broke me out of that funk.
when i arrived her housemate was in the living room with some friends of hers. i didn't pay them much attention until we were walking to the kitchen and i realized there was sharilyn!! oh my goodness!!! i swear i haven't seen her in about 5 to 7 years!! i was telling melissa afterwards that it was the first time i'd seen her as a grown-up. when i gave her a hug i thought to myself "this IS shar, but the adult version!" it was so weird. i'm still semi-quazi in denial. she graduated from queen's last april, it seems funny to me that i have friends younger than shar.
this is old lady at work who always insists on saying hi to me in the lunch room. i don't get it. she's fairly new. i'm very pleasantly reading by myself and she will stare at me til i look up and then she says hello. i'd really like to know what makes her do this. i'd really like it if she'd buzz off. hahahaha. its just weird. i'm not lonely, i'm not rejected, i read at lunch time because its relaxing. she doesn't need to "reach out" to me. some people just don't understand people like me.
don't do it for mine, but for your ownsake.
when i'm wearing pants that aren't bells and yet aren't tapered, i feel a need to constantly adjust them in hopes that they will cover my feet. i'm not sure why, i'm not anti-my-feet. i just love the look and feel of bellbottoms.
this afternoon when i was at the Y i thought to myself "enough is enough, i've GOT to think about something else". i realized that i'd spent the last 2 evenings at home alone and was facing another evening by myself. spending too much time alone causes one to become extremely self-centred and i was just sick of thinking of myself. so on my way home i stopped at melissa's and stayed for a very nice visit. it's good to connect with people. the more inward looking you get, the more inward looking you get. the more isolated you become the more isolated you want to be. i don't know about you, but that always leaves me feeling miserable. so my time with melissa broke me out of that funk.
when i arrived her housemate was in the living room with some friends of hers. i didn't pay them much attention until we were walking to the kitchen and i realized there was sharilyn!! oh my goodness!!! i swear i haven't seen her in about 5 to 7 years!! i was telling melissa afterwards that it was the first time i'd seen her as a grown-up. when i gave her a hug i thought to myself "this IS shar, but the adult version!" it was so weird. i'm still semi-quazi in denial. she graduated from queen's last april, it seems funny to me that i have friends younger than shar.
this is old lady at work who always insists on saying hi to me in the lunch room. i don't get it. she's fairly new. i'm very pleasantly reading by myself and she will stare at me til i look up and then she says hello. i'd really like to know what makes her do this. i'd really like it if she'd buzz off. hahahaha. its just weird. i'm not lonely, i'm not rejected, i read at lunch time because its relaxing. she doesn't need to "reach out" to me. some people just don't understand people like me.
don't do it for mine, but for your ownsake.
7 comments:
like the quote....
it is okay to be a bit selfish every now and again. selfish to make sure that you are okay.
owning your decisions is better then doing it because someone told you too.
hm, that's interesting. i'd never thought of it that way.
i saw it more of a "you have to do it because YOU want to, not to make other people happy". because when people do things out of obligation or to please others they end up resentful or failing.
i think that's why i don't like birthday- and christmas- festivities... i feel resentful that i have to go find Something to give. just like when i am the receiver, i feel like maybe they had to go find Something for me.
i'd rather see something and think OOOOH! I know who will love that! i know it isn't what you are talking about, but it put me in mind of that.
sometimes things work out and the christmas season coincides nicely with, say, a return from a far-off place.
Hey there yelsel!
I'm blogging about your blog!! SO FUN!! Can I use your profile picture for the entry??
hm, beckie... i don't see the connection at ALL. but sometimes i forget about what i've talked about. regardless, i see your point and liked that you shared it :)
hahah, gen you're so funny. that's a first. people have quoted my pspd, and its inspired some, but its never been blogged about. sure, help yourself to my pic :) i'll be interested in reading your entry!
i think my comment was in response to the two comments ahead of me instead of the actual blog post.
whatever. :p
heehee. sometimes i don't follow :p
cool ;)
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