This my friends is actually the first journal writen solely on the computer. I have yet to decide whether or not to just keep track of journals just on my site or in my notebook as well. Feel free to help me decide.
Well, I'm pretty much a lame ass. I have got to be the biggest pussy in the world. Why you ask, well that is simple. I am too much of a pussy to go over to someones room and say "Hey, wanna hang out". The one I speak of is codename "Rosemary". Actually her name is Rosemary but I think you can figure it out. I thought we could be really good friends at some point but I fear it may have died down due to my inability to socially interact with other human beings. Yeah, I can say "Hey, whats up buddy" when I pass someone but I am talking about a real sit down and lets talk with each other kind of friendship. Truth be told I can barely get enough balls to talk with my friends back in St. Johns. Somehow I need to change, or I will be a very lonely sad man.
When looking at my situation more thouroughly, I can for sure tell you the problem. I believe my mind thinks of friendship as some kind of competition. I get frustrated when people don't hang out with me, or simply when one of my friends has a better relationship with someone else. So as not to bore with any more of my ramblings, I shall continue in my head and finish the entry.
Song: "I'm Just a Kid"-Simple Plan