Limited.
I'm so glad I am almost done with my English project. I am very satified with myself because I finished the other half of my English project in less than a week. I think this year's project was much easier, but then again, I had help from sparknotes.
I'm not looking forward to the start of school, especially not the first day, as I am sure that I'm going to be at the counsoling office, having my schedule changed. I'm still pissed off about that.
I've realized something about this diary... despite the fact that I say I'm going to open up here, it's just not happening. I guess it's because I don't want to open up to people. I don't want to be vulnerable to people. I used to want to have people feel sorry for me. It's sad, but I used to be an attention whore... I liked it when people paid attention to me. Anyway, I don't like it anymore though. I don't like to open up to everyone like Zuri has in her diary. Sadly enough, I still go through similar things that she goes through weekly, but I do not like talking about it. I have dealt with it in the past, on my own, with friends, in diaries, all kinds of ways. I feel like I've turned out just fine, and I no longer want to have people feel sorry for me. Sometimes I can still be an attention whore, but I don't like people feeling sorry for me now. There's nothing to feel sorry for, at least, that's what I think.
Anyway, despite my efforts to open up here, I just don't think that I can. I have a really hard time expressing the things that happen to me. Oh, if you really knew who I was, you'd be shocked. I think the beauty of it is that, everyone can decide how much they share of themselves. How much you give to other people, defines a different portryal of each person to that of the beholder. Since I don't let you see all the parts of me, you can only see me through that much, which would be a totally different opinion, had you know all the parts of me.
I'm sure I'll continue with this diary nonetheless for now. I don't want to bring up the fact that I might stop writing in here because I can't really open up... I'll just take it one step at a time, and see where it brings me. For now, I'll keep this diary, but the view is still limited.
I'm not looking forward to the start of school, especially not the first day, as I am sure that I'm going to be at the counsoling office, having my schedule changed. I'm still pissed off about that.
I've realized something about this diary... despite the fact that I say I'm going to open up here, it's just not happening. I guess it's because I don't want to open up to people. I don't want to be vulnerable to people. I used to want to have people feel sorry for me. It's sad, but I used to be an attention whore... I liked it when people paid attention to me. Anyway, I don't like it anymore though. I don't like to open up to everyone like Zuri has in her diary. Sadly enough, I still go through similar things that she goes through weekly, but I do not like talking about it. I have dealt with it in the past, on my own, with friends, in diaries, all kinds of ways. I feel like I've turned out just fine, and I no longer want to have people feel sorry for me. Sometimes I can still be an attention whore, but I don't like people feeling sorry for me now. There's nothing to feel sorry for, at least, that's what I think.
Anyway, despite my efforts to open up here, I just don't think that I can. I have a really hard time expressing the things that happen to me. Oh, if you really knew who I was, you'd be shocked. I think the beauty of it is that, everyone can decide how much they share of themselves. How much you give to other people, defines a different portryal of each person to that of the beholder. Since I don't let you see all the parts of me, you can only see me through that much, which would be a totally different opinion, had you know all the parts of me.
I'm sure I'll continue with this diary nonetheless for now. I don't want to bring up the fact that I might stop writing in here because I can't really open up... I'll just take it one step at a time, and see where it brings me. For now, I'll keep this diary, but the view is still limited.
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