You know, in all the recent events that took place the past few months, I kind of forgot what it was like to just have nothing going on at the moment. Now that I’m off the roller coaster of events, I’ve found myself reacquainted with the very quiet lifestyle I used to have.
This bothers me.
But no, don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not some crazy man who actively seeks out trouble and situations to keep life interesting. It’s not like that. What bothers me about the quiet parts of my life is that I cycle through a daily routine, completing one mundane task after another and not feeling excited for anything. I’m the kind of person who loves it when there’s something to be excited for. It can be anything, from a new found love, to a simple get together with friends.
To me, having something to be excited for makes getting out of the bed in the morning much easier. I’m sure you’re all well aware of how hard it is to drag yourself out of bed when, for example, the only thing you have to look forward to is going to school, then going to work, then coming back home to do more work for school. But hey, if there’s a party you’re set to go to on Friday then you’re going to be bright and chipper when you wake up, because you have something exciting to look forward to!
At least, that’s how it is in my case.
But hey, I suppose I’ll bask in the quietness of life for now. I may not enjoy the extremely mundane parts of it, but a little bit of downtime in the life events department never hurt anyone.
Remember when I said i would try not to fill this blog with relationship crap and stuff? Yeah well uh if the pictures I re-blog and the various posts I’ve made have been any indication, I haven’t really stuck to that promise all that well. I suppose it’s because I use this as a way of venting. My last relationship left me worse for wear, more so than I like to let on. The pain has dulled, yes, but that doesn’t mean it’s gone. There’s still a small bit of it left over that will never go away, and I try to hide this from everyone because I’m supposed to, right? If I don’t I look like a pathetic loser who can’t let go…and that’s life.
And speaking of past relationships, I ended up getting back in touch with my ex recently after an entire month or so of having cut her out of my life. My plan was originally to forget her forever and just never talk to her ever again but…some plans never come to fruition. I was driving home from school one day and I heard a familiar song on the radio. Immediately thought of her and couldn’t get her out of my head. Tried to ignore it but in the end I decided I’d add her back on Facebook and Skype.
After a few hours, she noticed and apparently the first thing she did was creep through my Facebook wall. I guess she was curious about what I had been up to for so long. That’s cute I guess.
I don’t really know where I’m going with this and I don’t know why I got back in contact with her. My brain tells me she doesn’t deserve to even know me as a person anymore after what she did, but at the same time I also just want to talk with her again about things like we used to.
Not sure if she really wants to talk to me though. Probably doesn’t.
