I struggle with motivation. That last sentence should have looked more like, "I struggle with... motivation" Fail three classes, and I still wasn't motivated to do the homework. (I am now passing those classes, however) I feel like I try to make up reasons for not doing stuff. Indirect stuff, mostly. I generally say it's because I feel lonely. I go home and sit on facebook for hours. I don't initiate hang-outs. Well, except for one friend. And I've been trying to get better at this.
Gosh, talk about anything and I always find a way to relate it to that special girl in my seemingly uneventful life. Or maybe it goes vice-versa.
On that note, pretty much every blog entry has been vaguely on that point. As stupid, or any other adjective, it may sound, I believe this to be the truth. Save for a couple, but my point. I have a strange passion for her. Ugh, this sounds so sappy. It's like I can't ever get my mind off of her. On the other hand, I feel like (here we go again) it actually means something that she's consuming so much of my consciousness. I say this because any other girl I have "liked" this didn't go on for this long. I always ended up liking a different girl, but now. I've liked her for two months. I consulted my friend on this. He said it may not necessarily mean anything. But, on the other hand, I've got my other friends (actually, about 4 of them) who say, "Just go for it!" And then I've got that one friend who thinks it's entirely pointless and should give up (you know who you are!)
Well, that was not-quite the blog post.
And I wanna tell her that I love her, Oh if I could - Wild Sweet Orange
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