Sigh.
This week has been tough. At school I’ve been so distracted with work that I’ve barely focused on my love life (or lack thereof.) It’s been fine, I’ve been running all day from morning ‘til night and I’ve been super productive. I’ve accomplished more in the past three weeks then I have in years. I’m so proud of all I’ve done.
Cue spring break. Not spent on an exotic beach hitting on woo-girls, not spent on vacation with friends, partying, or drinking the night away. Spent at home, with nothing to do. The same as last year, the same plan that I swore I’d never repeat.
Here I am.
Not being productive at all. Focusing on all the love I don’t have, with people who aren’t giving me chances. I realize society is fucked, but it still shouldn’t be taboo for me to want to take you to dinner. I know we haven’t hooked up, I know I don’t know you all that well. That’s the point. I want to get to know you. I just want to be wanted, want to feel a spark. If I can’t have that, it’s steak and BJ day today. I’ve had neither. Can’t a college guy get something meaningless? I like to fancy myself a step above an ogre. Loneliness doesn’t help that battle.
So I’m sitting here, accomplishing nothing. Multiple times this week I’ve had to stand up and walk around, stretch, because I’ve been so antsy - so unsettled.
Tomorrow I’m doing work, and a lot of it. I’m keeping myself busy all day. Hopefully Cuse can help me stay inspired by beating UNC Ashville. We’ll see what tomorrow brings, but the past few have been a challenge.
Maybe not doing this, but I am meeting someone in the city on Thursday. Trying to think of fun/romantic things to do.. Wish me luck!
(via echomyecho)
Source: funnyjunk.com
There were so many winners in the 80s.
