Thursday, October 16, 2008

Blogging

This whole idea of blogging is rather foreign to me. I like to write about my thoughts but I usually only do so in a way that is so personal that I would never allow anyone to read them. That's most of why I stopped posting in my livejournal. The idea of expressing my thoughts in a public forum is not one i'm comfortable with. I'll do it for you two lovely ladies but thats why I may not post as often as either one of the other two authors. I have alot to say but I am usually rather careful about how I say it to.

Excerised again today, Im waiting to feel any positive effects but Ill keep going for a while I guess before any of that happens. It's supposed to help so I guess I should just keep going.

The whole friend thing is weird up here. I have people I know but absolutely no one I talk to about my life. Lauren's a sweetheart but she is very gaurded so that means I dont open up to her either. Maybe Ill make friends here but its really much more tempting to bail. Its hard to like a place when you dread actually spending a weekend there. If I dont get out these next two weekends I might go a bit crazy. Stupid lack of friends, stupid oshkosh and its reviving my old issues. Rawr... Ill be less cranky next week I promise. Maybe.... Ill be less cranky by Halloween?

2 comments:

simone said...

<3 hang in there hon. takes time... we sort of knew each other freshman year (you borrowed that book that you didn't return for a year...hm, sounds familiar...!) and then poof, junior year saw us as "soul twins." I have nothing to do this weekend either, my one friend is going home. Joy joy. It'll be alright.

blog when you feel like it and not when you don't...even just to post more foodporn-type-sites, since that one was awesome. :) I'm sure I'll blog enough for the both of us, and then you can leave me fabulous comments. :P

Jonathan Canny said...

There was once a monk walking back to his temple after training in the forest. On his way back to the temple two tigers emerged from the forest. Like anyone with sense in their head, he ran for his life. He ran and ran until he reached the edge of a cliff. With no where else to go he climbed down the cliff side. One tiger stayed at the top while the other made his way to the bottom. Tiger above, tiger below...no where to go. He looked to his side and there was a strawberry bush growing on the cliff side. It had one big ripe strawberry growing on it. He plucked it and ate it. It was the best strawberry he had ever tasted.