Monday, November 11, 2002

I think too much.

By the time I end a conversation with a girl, I am thoroughly convinced that the girl thinks that the only reason I am talking to her in the first place is from some alterior motive to get her to makeout with me. Some people carelessly send wrong signals to a girl, and are oblivious to it. I on the other hand have converted from that way of thinking or lack of it, to thinking too much. Maybe it was because I have been the victim a few times and didn't enjoy it too much.

Every time I open my mouth around a girl, I instantly start questioning how my actions are being portrayed. How she sees them and defines them. I for some reason can't seem to have a good friendship with a girl unless she's dating someone already. There seems to be no freaking in between with me. Either I come on too strong with a girl, or I don't talk with her for fear that she'll start thinking of what the names of our kids should be.

While some people are busy thinking about whether a girl would be a good friend, I'm thinking about how her future profession would come into conflict with our raising the kids in a loving home. What the heck is my problem? I wish my friends would hurry up and start dating someone else so it would make being friends with them a lot easier.

I'm thinking about this too much... aren't I.

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