Thursday, May 04, 2006

Galactic Arachnids w/ Killer Venom Attachments

No, Im not going crazy, I just felt like quoting a Dieselboy song...

Anyway. I am kindof getting sick of my 'friends.' This group of guys that I hang out with has been rubbing me the wrong way for some time now. Its just like smoking pot - can I keep doing it and still live a respectable life? Yea, probably. Do I question why I do it every day? Yes.

You see, these are not the kind of people I imagened myself hanging out with. Well, that may be a stretch... Lets say that these guys are not the people I really want to consider my life-long friends. They aren't very inspirational. They don't really interest me or challenge me postitively. A lot of the time they are negative and squabble over pointless shit.

One of them even tempts me to use all the time. What the fuck is that? Makes me so mad. His defence is that its ultimately my choice and my willpower that decides. While that may be true, sticking a joint in front of my face doesn't make it any easier. Chemicals influence people in ways that they cannot control. Someone trying to quit smoking may know that cigarettes are going to kill them, yet they still smoke day after day yearning to quit.

This is but an example of why these guys cannot be the end-all-be-all. I talked with my cousin today about weeded out the potential friends from the real ones. We spoke of college and high school, locations and distances, family and friendships. She made me realize that finding the 'few' in your life, as opposed to the 'many', is a difficult task. It requires a lot of effort.

The only thing I can really do for now is ride the wave. Let things flow. When I meet someone I really like, we click and things happen. Its only a matter of time. I just need to be active in getting out there. Hermits don't meet anyone for a reason :)

I'm gonna go to bed. Read a little maybe. I'll talk to you all tomorrow...

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