04.30.09
Degrassi
I am convinced that my life has degenerated into a bad episode of Degrassi. I am involved with “Someone” and “Sister” has a crush on him; however, is everyone is unaware of our relationship which, as of now, is a little strange. He no longer leaves cute status messages (or any status message at all, for that matter), yet continues to ‘flirt’. News: had a discussion about his ex the other day which he conveys that he still has some feelings for. Seriously? What is that? To top it all off, “Sister” is fed up with the friendly flirting he is seems to be showing her and has decided to confront him about the matter. COULD IT GET ANY WORSE. “What if..” it seems to be the guiding question in my life.. “What if” he says he likes her? What if he doesn’t? What if it changes how he and I interact? What if they begin to have regular phone conversations like we do? UGH. Now I have to ask myself: why did I even get involved? Answer: because it felt right.
But feelings can be wrong.
In addition (just to keep piling on the shit) my ex calls me out of the blue!!! And now we are talking as if nothing ever happened! As a matter of fact, he is on speaker typing something while I am writing this entry. klasjdlaksjdlakjskalsjdlaksjdalkjdajlksdfjlskjg
Someone shoot me now and send a real man my way.
07.26.08
Writing is..
ca·thar·sis [kuh-thahr-sis]
sɪs1.the purging of the emotions or relieving of emotional tensions, esp. through certain kinds of art, as tragedy or music.
also
- A purifying or figurative cleansing of the emotions, especially pity and fear, described by Aristotle as an effect of tragic drama on its audience.
- A release of emotional tension, as after an overwhelming experience, that restores or refreshes the spirit.
..Cathartic. I never realized how much so until today. After all of these years of writing endlessly, I never trully understood why.. now I do. It’s like an epiphany. And it feels better than anything else.
