Hyperion

I'm one that thinks too much (I think) about "What do people think of me?! Should I of said that? was it my place? How could I have been so stupid to do such and such a thing? Do people really care?". This is one of the 'Benefits' (Sarcastic) of being the youngest, trying to be accepted when in the back of my mind I know I probably already am.

I'm going to TRY to say this once and for all, for my own sanity: I'm an easy going guy, I don't take offense to things easily, I try to care about what people think and tend to their needs as necessary. I never mean offense by anything I do or say, and if offense was taken... I'm a very approachable person, who is able to be told if something I did or said was offensive. Of course, growing up with so many older siblings, I usually know if somebody will take advantage of that.

I like to talk a lot on the computer... In real life ( I think) I'm quiet and I have to try to be loud.

It's nice thing receiving comments, it's not what I blog for though. Every time I see that somebody made a comment, I race to see what it says.


Going back to school next week... Blecchh, I like learning... I do.. really... just I don't like the way my parents do the homeschooling system, enough said... off that topic.


This might sound obnoxious but I don't mean it that way at all.


A while ago I had a conversation with a friend of mine over skype. I asked him if anything I ever do makes him or anybody else think less of me, he said (Which was honest and appreciated): "Sometimes" it went on and he asked me why I asked that, I told him: Because growing up with so many sisters... I feel like I don't know how to act like "My own kind" The terminology I used make him laugh. To this day I still remember that conversation and acually thought about it before I went to bed last night... I was annoyed at the fact that I probably know how to associate with girls better then guys. Three of my 4 sisters are going to college this next school year (As last year) and the oldest is married. Leaving me to schooling once again by myself and my parents.

[5 minutes past...] BAh, I forget what I was getting at... I guess I remember something to the effect of: Being "Shy"? (lack of a better word sorry) around my friends at church or wherever and not associating with them very much. and something to the effect of: Because of having many sisters I know sort of how to associate with girls (as friends of course) But what Parent would want some teenage boy hanging out with their daughter.

Thats my babbling for tonight. These are things I just need to deal with on my own.