ya’ know the fact I release these little writings is pathetic. Not only are these written so I can read them in the future and realize what little life I had as a teenager, but they’re up for public view so everyone can see what little life I have XD
I was talking to someone earlier who I’m sure wishes to remain anonymous. She was added to my list temporarialy and rarely we converse. She wasn’t in any way rude but she (egged on by my conversation) mentioned my lack-of-life and I thought it was funny (sick, isn’t it). Now, mind you, when I mention ‘lack of life’ I’m speaking from other peoples’ perspectives. This is not coming from my own mind. And if you’re ‘the girl’ who told me this don’t feel bad, I don’t hold anything aginst you – I’m just using your words as an example:

[color=blue][b](22:39:00) anonymous:[/color][/b] try going out and experiencing life outside of a computer and a tv
[color=blue][b](22:42:26) anonymous:[/color][/b] well…it’s just that [at] your age you should be out enjoying life…not locked in doors in front of a computer [without] (excuse me w/ barely) any friends
[color=blue][b](22:42:34) anonymous:[/color][/b] it’s not normal and it’s unhealthy

How does one respond to that? Delicately ^_^ As I was formulating the structure of the sentences I was writing back, all the sudden this strange thought hit me. “holy crap, what if she’s right?” I mean, I don’t think she’s stupid or dumb for being the way she is – everyone’s like that. I know that for some reason, I seem to take things differently (and I’m sure I’m not the only one like me). It’s just.. ehh… I’m not too sure what to do, say, or think. Here I go again, obsessively worrying about something someone said to me. Delving over a thought that’s long gone from the person’s memory by now. Yet, here it lingers, in my mind. I’m going to go to sleep tonight, and try to figure things out by morning. If I don’t go on and figure this out for myself, it’ll just rear its ugly head later. Speaking of later, see ya’