I'm Boring

After A While

I get really boring around people that I spend a lot of time with. There's this one point where it just starts going downhill and I can't find any topics to talk about and my responses are little more than the obligatory "Yeah." The funny thing is that I get fed up with these people. I'm thinking, Why are you still here? and I'm too soft to say that I don't want to talk anymore.

Simply put, over time Kevin grows old and he's not original anymore. He's just another part of your normal and ordinary routine. Take him in small doses.

But really. Why keep on talking to me? It makes me wary of an ulterior motive that you could be hiding up your sleeve.

My Superpower...

If you could have any superpower, which one would you choose?

Definitely the ability to read minds. When I'm around a certain group of people that I know well, I put on the persona that fits the situation that I'm in (and I'm sure many others also). However if I'm around somebody new, I don't know what to do. I kind of go into "default" mode and try a bit of everything getting to know that person.

But still, you never know what others are thinking. While mind reading can get really out of hand, I think that I'd enjoy having that superpower. I really really really want that actually.

Amnesia

I kind of want to get amnesia. Poking around with the possibilities, I concluded that it would be interesting (of course, this is from my current perspective). Of course, if I did lose my memory, I'm confident that I'd want to get them back (I'm just that type of person). But toying around with the idea of being able to restart in a way made me realize how much I want to know what the pure and unbiased Kevin is like.

I've been influenced by everything. Media. Literature. Friends. Everything that I've come in contact with has changed me in a way. I wonder if I'd still like the things I like right now after losing my memory. Really makes you think hard about it.

Goodnight ^^

Provincials DONE AND OVER WITH. Time to go to sleep and prepare myself for semester two (band tomorrow morning though, what a great way to start off the semester). Tonight feels like a really off night. Maybe I'm just mad at everybody for my own stupid reasons.

Dropping from an 8 to a 6. I don't know.

"Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are." - Bertolt Brecht