Listening to: Jack Johnson-Symbol in My Driveway
I believe this will be the first entry where i will not have to copy and paste my writing in case of deletion. i intend for this entry to be short, but one can never be sure, and so therefore i will most likely copy what i write; i suppose time will tell.
I have stopped thinking. I don't have much to say anymore.
I thought earlier of what i have gained over winter break, and the list seems never ending.
I only hope i gave away just as much as i recieved.
Sometimes-actually quite often-I attempt to view myself through the eyes of other people; and though i like to think i have become exceptionally accurate of other people's perception of myself, today felt rather different.
sid, rob, and i met spencer, kelsey, and shane downtown earlier today at natures grill. Spencer had recently sent me an email explaining his resolution to meet new people and so expressed his want to get to know me. We met today, but i felt rather boring and uninteresting. I was quiet and a bit stand-offish, and i somehow managed to lose sight of how i must have been appearing to others.
i do not mean to make this entry sound depressed, disappointed, or sad; as i do not feel any of those emotions. I've just realized that i have stopped thinking for the moment. and i rather like this feeling; as it is quite relaxing and refreshing.
and as a last precautionary note, i have copied this entry for safety.
Trust me on this, this is the story of my life.