Expectations

People are always judging, obviously. I'm always the prude, the stuck-up, the ignorant, know-it-all, stupid, rich, privileged - anything you name will have been at least one person's impression of me.

I REALLY do extremely wish for someone to be there for me/with me. I can't go to my parents because they'll question me on the issue/s which have been bothering me. It's selfish, I know. Just to take comfort in and confide through my eyes with someone - it can be almost anybody - just someone who's realistic and trustworthy.

My life is actually "spiraling downward". Yeah, cue Emo Kid Song. I try to be what people expect me to be, try to say the things which fit the situations. Nothing ever fits the situation. No, it's the not the fact that the situation seems awkward, it's that everything I do and say seems forced. I can't relax. I was watching Family Stone yesterday and I kept thinking, "Wow, how annoying is that stupid frigid, spontaneous, nervous, tight-assed, people-pleasing, un-pretentious (which is good, but she's a bit too upfront) Sarah-Jessica Parker character?"

I think I'm a bit like her. Which would make me annoying, well, like you hadn't noticed already.

I always make a fool of myself.

I'm never going to whine in real-life (or at least, I'll force myself not to) again.
Instead, this blog is going to be the haven for all my whines. Yay Blog, dast ist a joyous occasion!

Forever Alone signing off. Goodnight!