I am melancholy and talk of things that are of no interest to people who are not me.11:38 p.m. - 2003-09-20
My god! The 50th entry!
*Sniff* I'd like to thank my parents... and my cat. And the two (real) people who I *think* on occasion actually read this crap! Thank you! *Wipes tears from eyes*
Gee... that included a lot of asteriks.
I have absolutely nothing to write about. I'm just feeling kind of melancholy tonight. I like that word. It rolls off the tongue. When I was a kid, I always thought it sounded like a happy word, with a sad definition. Melancholy is definitely supposed to mean something good. But it doesn't. Thus, I can use it now. So, I guess that all worked out.
Moving on. I'm not really sure why I feel this way right now. Hormonal? Very likely. I wonder what it's like to be a guy, and not be on an emotional roller-coaster every month of the year. And not understand why women are. That'd be kinda groovy. But... on the other hand... I'd have to be a guy.
I have a Jars of Clay song stuck in my head. I don't even know which one it is... it's from "Much afraid" though. "have you ever been haunted/ the way I've been by you?" is the first line.
Maybe I'm just lonely. (Ah... I just put on David Gray's "Babylon 2") It seems like so many people are in relationships right now. (I don't really think the song is helping... but I like it, so too bad, emotional state!) Eh. Who wants to hear about that?
Something that I had forgotten, lately, I re-remembered. When I was 17, and taking college comp. 2 (yeah, I started college rather early), I remember my teacher talking about Marxian philosophy (I imagine that I remembered it since we were discussing Marx in my Sociology class). She asked me to discuss my thoughts on the topic, and I didn't know how to pronounce bourgeoisie (I still can't spell it without referring to a book!). I pronounced it boar-gwa-shee (for those who don't know... its boosh-wah). I talked for about a minute-- with everyone listening. I must have said it at least 3 times. Then I stop, and the teacher asked someone else. The girl said it the way I did once... and the teacher corrected her, telling her the correct pronounciation ("Its boosh-wah."). I felt really dumb for the rest of the class. I still do. Why didn't she tell me how to say it instead of letting me go on for such a long time? It's just one of those random embarrassing things that I periodically remember, and get re-embarrassed all over again. *MUSIC* "Beautiful world"
God, I'm being really whiney today, aren't I? So sorry. Really.
I'm not really sure why I'm even posting an entry. Nothing interesting (at least, nothing of interest to anyone else) to say. Guess I just felt like talking/writing/typing.
Well... guess that's it for me. I'll be sure to let you know in the "short description" that this will be a pathetic, non-interesting entry. But, at least I'm not neglecting the page!
*MUSIC* "For you I'd bleed myself dry"
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