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Mid-ocean ridges.

I am not so good at meeting new people. I can make good first impression, I guess, but after that I lose interest. In meeting them. In maintaining a relationship. Also, it happens with people I already know. I seem to find a lot of excuses not to interact with people. And I make empty promises to "hang out" sometime. I feel bad, but that's how it goes.

I think that on some level it's because I want to be depressingly alone. Poor me, I guess. That's okay. I'll figure it out eventually.

Going to the gym is not something that I do very often, at least not with the intention of working out. I went with Chang today. He is trying to become a real man and I am tagging along. I can do one pull-up. That is why I don't go to the gym.

I need to play some music. I wish I knew more people who felt the same way. I'm still holding onto the dream of making 'Tyrannosaurus Rocks.'

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Anonymity said…
Well, I'm glad you can acknowledge this whole...making plans to "hang out" and then not following through. Aside from that dear Gabe...there is much to catch up on. =)

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