| this is a poor place to check up on me...i've moved on to other blog sites...this may very well be the end of the Xanga reign of my life...on to Blogger.
Now i've found my new home at:
adventtimes.blogspot.com
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| I'm writing this entry because i do wonder....
who IS reading this anymore..
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| Spring comes and spring will stay for a while. I mention this because I'm concerned for Fall.
Anyways, I've gone crazy and at this moment in time, writing about it won't cure me. I need something more, i need...perhaps a motive. In Psychology we're reading about people's motivations and I'm completely confused as to how a simply question such as "What is your motivation?" can be one of the hardest questions to ask.
What makes me want to hold on to my detrimental thoughts of self doubt?
What makes me want to scream my lungs out like they did in the movie, Garden State?
But really the only question i'm interested in asking is, what makes you want to be my friend?
While this entry might sound depression, I'm not sinking into depression. Its not denial or anything that's subconscious. I'm completely mellow, I just have a lot of unanswered questions. I'm not bothered, like i was before, about the lack of answers. It's the fact that i've accepted no answers that makes this whole concept of motivation...simple.
For all those that are curious, The questions are directed towards a person in mind. They are not general questions and if they don't apply to our relationship, i wouldn't worry about it. I would be more worried about bears.
-Until Next Time
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| notice the words "part one"?
Well, i plan on writing a Xanga blog tomorrow or Thursday (at the latest). I don't really have a reason other than the fact that i have it planned.
Since the last time i wrote here, which was christmas time, My so called life has been through at least 3 levels of Hell and back. Not that the venture wasn't needed in my boring life, the shifts that occurred happened lickety- split. Friends are rather delicate. So are glass slippers. In any case, I'm keeping my head afloat and looking straight ahead at the mother of all prizes...Graduation.
part one is just an introduction...an doorway to the further ranting of Harry, I feel like my fellow readers.....the very few that are left.....are feeling detached from me. Well no worries, I plan to make an return. If not here, then probably elsewhere. In my mind, the thought "keeping in touch with people" is the main goal for this action after all.
Until Next Time.
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| Its christmas...well it was christmas..
its over.
lets hope next year is more exciting.
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