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Tuesday Oct 19, 2004

Oct 19, 2004
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Why is it that even though I have the most intensly close group of friends, that I feel the need to sit at home and type on the computer looking for some form of contact from a complete stranger?

I am so completely blessed to have grown up with people who care about me and have remained close to them even though our travels have led us to different places and, in some cases, back.

It seems now that things are changing. Many of my friends are getting married and/or going back to school, and although we are still close, I find myself feeling lonely.

It often seems to boil down inside my head to a need for female companionship, but the quest for such a thing seems only to feed my insecurities. Maybe I feel the desire to share my opinions, and experiences, and basically myself with someone who doesn't already know everything about me. The problem is that this information is unsolicited.

I wear my heart on my sleeve and small talk is often pretty draining, but where do I start. Who wants to hear about how my life is going? Why does it sound to me like I'm always whining ? I should just drop all the teenage angst and suck it up. My life is generally good, and I have a good family and friends who love me. I just get lonely sometimes.

Also, upon proofreading this, I can't seem to organize my thoughts into cohesive paragraphs. It's a good thing I don't have to write essays anymore. I get scared just thinking about school.

torai:
Talking to strangers is fun. I love out of the blue to say hi and smile just to see how a stranger will react.
The need for companionship runs though everyone. It;s a basic human need. completely natural.
People are jaded now. Nobody goes back..they all go forward. I am thinking whats so bad about going back.
it's great to be yourself and just do want you need to do.
Like i said to a another name...every one can love, just in most cases chose not to.

kiss
Oct 20, 2004

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