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.: Saturday, June 14, 2003 :.
Phobia? Maybe I never really thought about it till now..
So it occurs to me today, I'm bloody afraid of social events where I don't know at least 3/4 of the people attending. Smaller gatherings, no problem, but for some reason, when theres like 100 or so people, most of which i don't know, I freak out. I can't place why I would, I just kind of panic. Its the oddest thing.
So of course, this spurs my intrest in the whole phobia thing, and i do a little research. Which is probably like blowing pure oxygen on a flame that would otherwise just go out on its own. I honestly don't think i have a phobia, but now I have this itching curiosity in the back of my head that maybe I do.
Why do such odd things screw with peoples minds?
I find it amusing to find me, of all people, writing about having a phobia. I'm a strong beleiver that people who think that they have multiple 'conditions' really just have one problem, they're 'insane', 'depressed', or a 'Stupid Teen'. Yet, I'm neither depressed, nor insane, and i can't for the life of me get anywhere near dances, weddings, receptions, funerals, etc.
Thinking back over the last five years, I've avoided all those things that I just listed. The last dance that i went to was for my elementary school grad, and even then I was in and out in twenty minutes. I attended as more of a courtesy to my friends. I'd be more concerned if I shyed away from partys and bars and such too, but i've got no problem with them.
The strange things we let rule our lives. Maybe now that I realize this I can do something about it, or perhaps I'm stuck with it. Oh well, by knowing about it, I should be able to control it, rather than let it control me. As G.I Joe would say, 'Knowing is Half the Battle'
Peace Out What scares you?
Reason #325 It's Better to Be Canadian I thought that was impossible??
 Bush Vs. Segway
George Bush falling off a Segway Scooter,, the revolutionary world changing invention, thats gyroscopically balanced so that you can't fall off it. Good Job.
Peace Out Does the Blue Man Band have to constantly repaint themselves blue?
.: Thursday, June 12, 2003 :.
Smile Nothing's Whats the Matter
The world came tumbling down. There was no way it could be stopped. The sheer momentum behind it forced it down, defying all laws of physics, there was no friction.
Welcome to the underworld, you can find your id sitting on the table in the corner. Don't ask questions, as there are no answers. Enjoy your stay, or appear to be doing so, either way, smile. Stand in line, its almost your turn. Don't look at your watch, your not in a hurry.
Do you like it here? Of course you do. Theres nowhere else. You'll have the pasta, everybody says its great. You'll think its great too. The napkin stays on the right side of the plate. Leave a 10% tip, thats the curtious thing to do. Don't breath so heavily, relax, theres nothing to be worried about. Straighten your tie. Back to the line now. You really shouldn't check your watch. Follow the person in front of you. Its all for a good cause, its the right thing to do. Don't doubt yourself, the blind man knows best.
Listen to me, I know what to think, I'll form your opinions, hold you back from the brink. Do you see the lights dimming? Theres almost no light now. Our goal is in grasp.
Peace Out Think by Yourself


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