I'm going to ramble a bit about my life now, k? Mmmkay.
I've decided that the preface to the new chapter in my life was perhaps a false start. Just goes to show me that I can't compromise myself in the slightest or I won't be happy right now. I need to see what I want and go for it, regardless of the social pressure to conform to a "grown up" life.
If my friends are getting engaged and married, letting their piercings heal, and no longer really going to concerts, I need to not be persuaded by this. If I want to dye my hair purple, than fuck it all, I should dye my hair purple. I have a job now (and a job on the horizon) that won't be bothered by purple hair. Part of it though is me being hung up on my appearance.
People think I'm cute--I get comments on it pretty regularly now--but I'm allowing those compliments to make me nervous about changing my appearance. It's the "don't rock the boat" syndrome. But in the SAME breath, I'm no looking for long-term relationships to the point that I'm outright AVOIDING them. And yet I still care if boys think I'm cute? I mean sure, short-term relationships are existent, and it's easier to meet new people when you're cute, but why do I care so much? Gaw.
Anyhow, this is just a tiny bit of what's going on in my head right now. I was all fine and good until a stupid someone had to get involved and shake things up. (I say stupid only because I'm stubborn and frustrated that I got shook up but an unlikely source.)
I need to fly to Prague or something. Get away to a place where no one knows me. Just to explore new things, without expectation. I should take up guitar and not tell anyone. So then I can get good and have that as my secret.
I've decided that the preface to the new chapter in my life was perhaps a false start. Just goes to show me that I can't compromise myself in the slightest or I won't be happy right now. I need to see what I want and go for it, regardless of the social pressure to conform to a "grown up" life.
If my friends are getting engaged and married, letting their piercings heal, and no longer really going to concerts, I need to not be persuaded by this. If I want to dye my hair purple, than fuck it all, I should dye my hair purple. I have a job now (and a job on the horizon) that won't be bothered by purple hair. Part of it though is me being hung up on my appearance.
People think I'm cute--I get comments on it pretty regularly now--but I'm allowing those compliments to make me nervous about changing my appearance. It's the "don't rock the boat" syndrome. But in the SAME breath, I'm no looking for long-term relationships to the point that I'm outright AVOIDING them. And yet I still care if boys think I'm cute? I mean sure, short-term relationships are existent, and it's easier to meet new people when you're cute, but why do I care so much? Gaw.
Anyhow, this is just a tiny bit of what's going on in my head right now. I was all fine and good until a stupid someone had to get involved and shake things up. (I say stupid only because I'm stubborn and frustrated that I got shook up but an unlikely source.)
I need to fly to Prague or something. Get away to a place where no one knows me. Just to explore new things, without expectation. I should take up guitar and not tell anyone. So then I can get good and have that as my secret.
tinyelvis:
I'm going to Prague on Tuesday!
tinyelvis:
Then Croatia - Greece - Turkey - Bulgaria! - Romania - Budapest!