twigtech

I hate being alone. When I am in the company of friends, my life is great, but when it is just me and my thoughts the view of my life is almost unbearable. Taken in small pieces, there is really nothing too bad going on. Taken as a whole, I see very little chance for future happiness. I feel overwhelmed by everything from Bush's politics and their future implications for the world at large (I love the values of freedom, peace and equality but this dipshit tramples every one), my hatred of the exploitative nature of sales/advertising/business/media (which has become the lifeblood of the nation), to my lack of employable and social skills. I'm tired of writing this shit.

The three things I value most are love, friendship, and knowledge.
Knowledge: I miss going to class, but I don't have a clue about my major.
Friends: I am infinitely grateful to have met you all, I honestly don't know if I would have made it through the holidays without meeting you.
That leaves love: I'm very cautious about using that word. I'll just say that Panda is simply awesome in SO many ways. However, I am plagued by fears and doubts from my last relationship. The sad part about that is I think I could put much of it to rest if only my ex would sit down and talk with me so I could get some closure on my gaping emotional wound.

That's enough of this mess.

additional bitching:
I often feel like life is a cruel, cruel joke. I was born in Seattle, love the rain, and love winter, so I get adopted by some southerners and moved to Georgia. Also, I was gifted with a powerful mind but lack the attention span to put it to good use, or the ability to communicate my message properly. You don't want to know how long I've been messing with this entry and it barely scratches the surface of what I want to really say.