I'm very chaotic as a person - order and monotony drive me crazy. I need change all the time and my brain runs overtime if I don't get my fix of change when I need it. And usually writing what I'm thinking about, helps me some sense of stability and direction back to my life, and lately I have not been able to do that either.
And here I am on a Saturday night, broke like never before with my mind thinking so many crazy things that I can't breathe sometimes, figuring out how to put all that I'm thinking down.
-- I suffer from a severe case of identity crisis - I really, honestly don't know who I am! If I were to describe me in 10 adjectives - I couldn't do it. And people around me probably could, but I'll guarantee there will probably be no more than 2 adjectives in common between them - because honestly, if I don't know myself, really how can you?
-- Everything is not about me and there are issues out there that really matter, and it's sick that all I can care about most of the times is how flabby my arms are - I'm disgusted with myself, but can't really seem to stop either.
-- I look at people around me and their satisfaction with their lives - whether it's good or bad confounds me - How can you just accept that this is who you are and what you will be doing? How do you know who you are and what you're going to be doing?
-- Right now, all my friends are getting married - every single one of them. And I think I want to too - if only so I can see him more often than I do now and don't need to take a 20 hour flight every time I do, if only so I can explain to him why I keep snapping on the phone, if only because long distance sucks to begin with and the fact that I don't like talking on the phone too much only makes it suck even more!
-- I love the US of A - the niceness of the people truly amazes me. They might hate you when they smile at you - but it still makes your day when people wish you every morning and randomly smile at you on the roads. I tried doing that at work back in India, and all I got was weird stares and people thinking I had a crush on them.
-- I love One Tree Hill, and cannot go to sleep without finding out how Lucas and the group are doing with themselves. As a result, I've had an average of 4 hours of sleep a night (day) the last few weeks, which is not helping my current mood.
-- I can't seem to be able to read books without getting pissed of at the authors and critiquing everything they write.
And I feel so much better already!
