2003-01-14 || 10:33 a.m.

|| hello, this is your conscience. please shut the hell up. ||

i have found that in overcoming my mortifying paralyzing shyness i have grown new arms and legs of just-as-socially-agonizing awkwardness. such as. instead of not being able to talk at all and violently blushing and wanting to run the hell away, i now have the charming habit of saying way too much, all rambly and non-stop (divulging all kinds of way too personal insights/problems in the process, some of which aren't even all that effing true but all the more painfully embarrassing), violently blushing, and then wanting to run the hell away.

i think i liked the old way better.

and that bit about regretting only the things you haven't done rather than the things you have is em bullshit.

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