I must lead a fairly interesting life. I’ve been writing in this for over a year and I’m just over half full. God, could you actually imagine if I led an uneventful life? There would hardly be anything in here at all.
In case you already guessed, I have nothing of import to write about. Even my normal dilemma seem commonplace now. Ya know, no direction in my life, the fact that I am still without, and still wanting, some kind of relationship with a girl, this school, my major (which goes with dilemma numero uno), etc, etc, ad infinitum, ad nauseum. I’m supposed to call Char in about half an hour and I haven’t decided if I’m going to or not. Rhea is coming down to talk in probably moments, I can’t wait to hear her dilemma(s)! Hell, I don’t mind listening, but I can very rarely do anything about whatever it is that is bothering who ever it is I’m talking to, check that, listening to. Maybe thats why people come to talk to me, I’m a good listener I think most people think I’m so all together that I can help them in their disarray.
Yeah, Rhea just stopped. She’ll be back. I hope she doesn’t like ask me out or anything. I’m in a crazy enough mood to accept. These damn entries always go back to that. Not having a girlfriend. I’m about to call Char, and she always wants to get back together. Yeah, life’s a bitch all over. Oh well.