It's my friend Adam's birthday today. So, a "happy birthday" to him.
I realized today that I am easily paranoid of things. I was aware of this, but it fully comprehended today. Public washrooms bother me because of the germ factors. I won't cross at an insection until the "walk" sign shows up. I enjoy walking alone at night but am always on edge because who knows who else is out there? I am quite afraid of choking. If I swallow food funny I will stop breathing until I'm sure it has passed my epiglottis. I also can't swallow pills. I'm paranoid of falling down stairs because I've done it so many times. I'm also paranoid of birds flying over head, Canadian geese, ants taking over my house, losing things (including people), staining my clothes or spilling things on myself, and turning into my mother. No offense to my mom, though.
The talent show was today. Lots of music performed with singing, guitars, drums and such. Two students from my Link Crew were in it. My "crew" was represented yo.
One of the highlights of the show for my friends was when that guy I mentioned in my last blog who they claim is "obsessed" with me (I think that may be harsh) sang today because they claim he looked right at me at points. If he did I didn't notice because I was simply listening to the music and not really paying attention to those on stage.
It rained again today and is still cold. Not much fun there. Although my GC did attain his G2 today so maybe he'll be nice enough to give me a ride occasionally.
My friend carter and I walk together from school to the small downtown at least 2 times a week after school. We have interesting conversations ranging from superheroes, tv shows, people we don't know, people we know, our situations with life, school, homework, movies, society, and being a teenager, just to name a few.
Today he told me I was too caring and too forgiving. And I guess I tend to be like that because not everyone is, and what if I just happen to be that one person who cares about someone because no one else does for whatever reason? Then I know that if I care then there is atleast one person who gives a damn... I also tend to have maternal instincts... Ask any of my friends... Carter also said my caring just gets me hurt, and I suppose it does...but it's just how I function.
I witnessed once again, tonight how what is written above is very true.
I met a really interesting woman today at my mom's dance class. We talked about writing and books and things like that. We will have more conversations in the future, of that I am sure.
I have school, yet again tomorrow, and it is the last day I see the majority of my friends until Tuesday because they are going to New Brunswick on a rugby trip. I wish them all the best and to please be safe. :) again, with the maternal instinct....
Goodnight.
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