Diary of a Stupid Boy *Okay, maybe with slightly less than 100% updates!*

You don't see me flyin to the red
One more you're done
Just follow the seasons and find the time
Reach for the bright side
You don't see me flyin to the red
One more you're nuts
Just follow the day
Follow the day and reach for the sun...

- "Light and Day" (Polyphonic Spree)

In what is starting to become a trend, I'm writing this blog late at night. It's about 2:30 as I'm typing this up and I'm just sitting in my room. I've done a lot of that today because Kent has been awfully empty. With the exception of the mile I ran earlier (and nearly died from, I'd like to ad) and my trip to the mall...I've been holding down the fort. Sad, I know, but this is who I've become recently. I just, to be honest, have no interest in going out anymore. At last count, I turned down three seperate offers to go out tonight once the populous began to come back to the home base.

So, I've talked about it before, but I'm starting to dig this whole "Closed down" philosophy I've developed in the last week or so. The key? One-word answers. When someone wants to have a conversation with you, just answer every question with "Yes", "No", "Hah", "Okay", or "Yeah". People eventually get the hint that you don't want to talk to them, and you'll be left alone. Seriously...Try it. In my opinion, you're not being ignorant. If you were being an ass, you'd ignore them. This way, you answer their questions, but it's made clear to that person that you don't care about this conversation. For me personally, if I start giving long answers, I'll get into a conversation and then the false hopes start coming. If I just stick to one-word answers, they'll end the conversation FOR me. Always good.

I guess I've just decided that I'm okay with my little world right now. The people I am familiar with, my school, my paper job, that's all I need. For a long time, I've tried being outgoing and I've had this burning desire to find someone, and it's really amazing that it took me THIS long to realize that wanting another person is an insane thing to think. You don't need anyone in this life but yourself, really. Sure, friends are nice, but in the end...You're really on your own. I don't need anyone to make me happy because I'm the one I have to deal with. I suppose I could be classified as a bachelor or a single-guy, but that implies I'm looking for someone still. I'm not. I don't want anyone anymore because the headache is just too much to deal with. I'm starting to realize that what my friend's dad said to me years ago was true: Girls are evil, irrational beings who want nothing more than to sap all happiness out of your soul and getting married was the worst decision he ever made in his life.

...What can I say? The man was right.

Do svidanja,
Colin