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[22 Aug 2011|03:09am]
[ mood | satisfied ]

A loud noise at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other.

I was going to do another one of my dictionary meaning updates, which is really just an excuse to ramble about something, but a few words here, and keep people satisfied for another month. I've done a few, some full of contradicting sentences but all facts, some repetitions, some just a lot of words not saying much, which anyone who's taken the time to talk to me knows that it really isn't my style verbally. Punk put in his update that I actually said more than two words to him. To me, a friendship doesn't need to be filled with verbal exchanges. The comfort of being silent with someone says a lot more than the ability to carry a conversation. I think a lot. It doesn't mean I brood, but I'm enjoying my brain functioning. Some decisions may not be the best, but they're mine. I own them. Which comes with the responsibility.

I've taken it of myself. But I'm the only one I've had to worry about for a long time. My marriage to Christy failed, and although we were both to blame for that one, I will take responsibility for my actions there. I didn't deal with it in the right way, I wasn't ready to be married and I don't think I ever will be. I used to be annoyed at the word 'forever', because nothing is forever. People throw it around like the word love. Nothing is ever infinite. That sounds bitter, but I'm afraid that it's what I believe. So.. I think that's why being wed won't suit me.

Taking responsibility for something, or someone other than myself though, that's a possibility. When reliance turns up responsibility, it separates the men from the boys. Do you swallow your pride and do the right thing, do you stand by your opinions, or do you do what you think you should? Is that even honest, to do what you think is the right thing but isn't your instinct?

Responsibility has a different meaning in every person. No dictionary can capture that.

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, [19 Dec 2010|08:09am]
[ mood | curious ]

I've been given a few updating ideas, but ones that I don't think I'm quite ready to pull the trigger on yet. But then I'm left thinking.. what update could possibly follow up one of a bunch of doors that seemed to cause ripples through the community. The reaction from that post has been telling, at least to me. I understand that maybe a couple of girls might not feel that great after reading it, but like I said to anyone who tried to argue, I never hide the way I am. I might not blatantly flaunt it around, but I don't put claims on anyone either. I'm not here to make someone feel trapped. But I'm not here to justify myself to people who have most likely already made up their mind about me either.

I don't like this time of year. I could tell you why, but that feels a little too personal to put out there as well. Maybe that's why I write either nonsense or put a few doors up. I don't want to be an opened book, I like the fact that a majority of my life is private. Some things sometimes blow that, like certain people knowing where the key to my house is, but since that's been moved now, maybe I won't have to worry about stalker like activities. Maybe I need some help. Not that kind, that kind doesn't work for me. Maybe I need help with what to update about. The secrets post recently revealed.. maybe a little more or less than people think, but that's neither here nor there either.

I'm sure there are plenty of them. So why don't you ask me. Without getting overly personal into my life, because I'm sure that will make me ramble until you forget what the question was in the first place. But ask me a question. I know you've all got them on your mind, I just wonder if any of you are actually ballsy enough to come through with them. I'll leave it open, be anonymous if you need to hide behind a screen to ask what you want to know. Think of me what you want either way, but if anyone actually goes through with this, I just want to know..

.. what do you want to know?

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We live in a bit of a strange age [02 Dec 2008|04:06am]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Sometimes I wonder what life would've been like if I'd been alive 50 years, or more ago. What it would've been like when the stockmarket crashed in 1929. What it would've been like when World War II started in 1939. How different things would be if they happened now. The internet has shaped and changed our lives so much. Myspace means anyone... anyone.. knows anything they want about you. I get requests to friend who I went to school with. Hey, bud. You wouldn't talk to me when I was 15. I'm not going to pretend we were friends so you can look cool and have over 300 people added to your myspace.

Then we get to wrestling. The internet means everything's out in the open with wrestling. It's no longer looked as something that could or could not be real. Now it's all about who's dating who. Who's hanging out with who. Who's fighting who, who's cheating who, who's jealous and who's getting de-pushed because they use pot. People now know wrestling is predetermined. Our ability as wrestlers is no longer to keep kayfabe, but to try to get people caught up in our story. We are now more actors than performers. We're more like a TV cast than clowns at a circus.

And then we come to journals. To these journals were only our closest friends, friends of friends, lovers, ex-lovers, brothers, sisters and co-workers get to read whatever thoughts we choose to put out on the table once a month. Some leave words of wisdom. Some leave what's going on in their lives. Some leave cryptic notes that leave us hanging for more or snooping around to our friends outside the journal to see what we can figure out. Some leave things that are too easy to gossip about. Some talk about themselves constantly. Some talk about others constantly. Some gloss over something they're trying to say to make it appear like they might be saying something, but you're not really sure.

I just wonder where we'd be without the internet. If the world would be a better place or a worse place. I haven't decided which side I'd be on yet.

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