November 2, 2005
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I’m sick and tired of this game called love. It’s a frustrating, futile exhibition of foolishness that garners nothing but added stress and strain in the form of responsibility if a competitor can achieve such a level of success. Without competing in the event, one feels abandonment and loneliness. Competing in the event without significant levels of success mandates a state of rejection and failure. I only seek the advice of a certain populous of my readers (and you know who you are) because they have successfully achieve a level of fellowship that I only dream of.
Are my concerns borne out of insecurity? Is it normal to want to clam up and accept the current level of loss the greatest level of loss you will experience and resign from playing? In all my efforts–regardless of the task; applicable to career choice as well as vocational training–I find that I either am totally misguided or lack such an abundance of knowledge that society can not find me useful except to become another number in the group of failed dreamers who currently reside under overpasses.
You scored as Jet Black. You are jet black. You hate the people who are constantly happy and positive. You are mysterious and dark. Jet Black
88% Turqoise
88% Gloomy Grey
88% Lime Green
63% Carrot Orange
63% Royal Violet
63% Pure White
63% Hot Pink
50% Bright Yellow
38% Blood Red
13% Which Crayon Color Are Youu??
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Comments (5)
Yes.
you enhance my sense of security.
And BTW, people who score as ‘Jet Black’ usually have a tendancy toward insecurity.
Huh. I came out as pure white. Sweet and innocent.
And I don’t whine. I merely exaggerate the facts to create a dramatic story. There’s a huge difference.
Precisely my point. You don’t whine on either your nor my blog whereas I whine on both of them. In the words of Howton, *sigh*