Wedding Weekend
It was an exhausting weekend.
Apparently I'm allergic to planes - or at least me breaking out into hives all over my body was just a mild protest against getting up early in the morning.... yeah for Doctor Uncle who gave me steroids! Roid rage! (I'm sure the roid rage is why I got the speeding ticket last Thursday...) Rockband was awesome. I saw drunken relatives that I've never really seen get drunk before. It was highly amusing. It was really strange to see how old some of my cousins are; you forget that everyone else is growing up just the same as you. It made me feel a little weird about life. All I could think about on the walk to and from work is that maybe I'm focusing on all the wrong things in life. I know what should be important in my life - but it's hard for the things that shouldn't be important to seem important. I guess the urgent things are posing as important, it's damned hard to tell the difference sometimes.
I just feel really emotionally confused over a lot of things - and I'm not usually one to let my emotions get the best of me. Well, let's be frank, that's a lie. I often let my emotions get the best of me and I wear them on my sleeve sometimes. There are some emotions I'm very good at expressing and others that I'm terrible at. I'm very good at anger, moody, and angsty. I'm not so good at the softer side of life. Maybe I just didn't get hugged enough as a child. *shurgs*
Apparently I'm allergic to planes - or at least me breaking out into hives all over my body was just a mild protest against getting up early in the morning.... yeah for Doctor Uncle who gave me steroids! Roid rage! (I'm sure the roid rage is why I got the speeding ticket last Thursday...) Rockband was awesome. I saw drunken relatives that I've never really seen get drunk before. It was highly amusing. It was really strange to see how old some of my cousins are; you forget that everyone else is growing up just the same as you. It made me feel a little weird about life. All I could think about on the walk to and from work is that maybe I'm focusing on all the wrong things in life. I know what should be important in my life - but it's hard for the things that shouldn't be important to seem important. I guess the urgent things are posing as important, it's damned hard to tell the difference sometimes.
I just feel really emotionally confused over a lot of things - and I'm not usually one to let my emotions get the best of me. Well, let's be frank, that's a lie. I often let my emotions get the best of me and I wear them on my sleeve sometimes. There are some emotions I'm very good at expressing and others that I'm terrible at. I'm very good at anger, moody, and angsty. I'm not so good at the softer side of life. Maybe I just didn't get hugged enough as a child. *shurgs*
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