AtomicDestruction and Dancing Bananas.

I do not know why I have this problem, but I guess I do: people that don't have friends, for a good reason, seem to stick to me like whipped egg to epidermis. As it happens, I do not trust people, but people seem to trust me. I do not understand, I guess people mistake the fact that I make a lot of jokes for being friendly. If you look closely, you will realize that it is a classic case of deflection. I guess due to the selfish nature of humans, we want to believe that people like us more than they actually do. Maybe we need it as a confidence booster, maybe we need something that we think is stable, when all it really is, is just basic psychology and a 3/4 of the way done game of Jenga. Maybe it's just my sanity. Obviously we all have some sort of need: some need to belong, some need to be different, some need to be hermits. Whatever we do, we do it for Them. You know the ones, we all have people we secretly want to impress. We idolize and romanticize them, we see no flaws, and any we do see, we justify for them. You've heard the saying, "Where there's a will, there's a way,"? Yeah, I have one too, "Where there's no will, there's no will,". I usually use this to describe waking up in the morning to go to school, but when you want something to be true, you can manage to trick yourself into thinking that it is. Like the women who want children so badly that their bodies start to think that they actually are preggers. It's a real thing. It is also called the power of suggestion:

Someone says, "You look kinda sick,". All of a sudden, "You know, you're right. I do feel a little ill,". Soon, "Oh, man! Someone get this kid a bucket! He's gonna blow chunks!"

Think what you will, please form your own opinions, I know you have them. This is an Opinion Safe zone.

Love
Liz

Listening to: I Think I'm Paranoid by Garbage, Steppin' Out by Manafest, and Step Up (I'm on It) by Maylene and the Sons of Disaster

Reading: As I Lay Dying by W. Faulkner

Doing: More homework than you can imagine.

Current likes: "You are like a big truck," - Sra. H. And my girlfriend, Ethan :) (inside joke)

P.S. If you are the kid who was wearing purple boxers in Mr. B's Bible 10 class that had dancing bananas on them, they are cool, but does EVERYONE need to see them??