feel very tired, also moderately to extremely waterlogged
wish the rain would fall in amounts less copious

coming progressively closer to 100 hits, though 'when was i not'
can't wait until the day on which i will meet the number 100
then, surpassing it,
move progressively farther from it

feel like this will lend my life some meaning


but what about meaning

when faced with the absurdity of life in an indifferent universe, why/how does one find meaning?

when faced with the absurdity of life in an indifferent blogosphere, why/how does one find meaning?

feel uncomfortable asking such questions
feel mildly to healthily afraid of being perceived as a 'pseudointellectual bro who's down for a 'deep' conversation about philosophy'

feel like my blog maybe kind of sucks just a little bit
but also like i should "just keep pushing" for reasons that elude me
but are definitely and undeniably tied to getting "a large amount of hits"

maybe the desire for "mad/many hits" is more than just a need to feel "acknowledged internationally"/"world famous" via internet

maybe "going viral" is more than just a petty schoolboy dream

think on some level maybe shakespeare/miscellaneous greek and roman people wanted to 'go viral'

you know how we infer the existence of black holes via their effect on other things
feel like i have a thought with similar properties

ie i don't know it yet but i am aware of its presence
and if i can think it then maybe i will gain insight re going viral

feel a vauge feeling of neutrality re neutrality, also neutral feelings of vagueness re vagueness

feel hazy sensation of wanting to go home, but am currently home

is this teenage angst

hope not

currently have 24 hits
i think that's 24 more than most blogs do
feel a sense of accomplishment
feel mildly to moderately hungry,
but also like i don't have time to eat//am busy blogging/checking statcounter/also commenting on blogs

my mom just tried to convince me that eating dinner was a meaningful and authentic experience
can't believe she tried to turn my favorite popular blog memes against me
can't believe my parents
wish that they got/understood me
feel odd/disappointed that i came from their stock

feel bad for their/my genes
feel like i will never break 5'8"///if i did i would be the tallest in my nuclear and also extended family
feel like shit
feel like maybe i won't be viewed as "hip" or that new "indie" thing due to my genetic predisposition toward large calves///i can't wear skinny jeans
:'(



feel sick inside
like maybe i could throw up in my mouth a little
except i have acid reflux (genes again)
and this is more or less normal behavior

don't know how i feel about this

beginning to think that in order to get lots of readers i should tackle serious issues
also in order to retain readers i should make them feel involved
feel like i should include them in my posts
make them feel welcome, also comfortable and also as if their opinion is valuable

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am currently experiencing a dilemma i feel is very deep and also universal/very common

i want to be happy, but i also want others to be happy
also want to not be a bad person
how do i do this

believe myself to be among the elite few who are self aware enough to address such an issue with unwavering confidence and also a proper level of seriousness, also unironically

feel like many to most other people are incapable of helping me out here
hope that maybe someone can help

how can i be happy
also not a jerk

"feel like this post is what 43-87% of my conversations entail"

when i am in college i think i will maybe act slightly to extremely different from the way in which i currently act, though i may possibly preserve the language/nature of my internal monologue so as to stay "true to myself"

think i maybe will go through a phase in which i unironically use words and phrases like "creative/artist/poet", "core of my being", and "sacrosanct" in order to refer to myself/activities and/or behaviors i endorse
think i maybe will go through a phase in which i "like a lot of grrls at once/they are not repulsed by or neutral towards me"
think maybe i will go through a phase in which i "am comfortable being who i am"/"am unashamed of my friends"/"learn to appreciate what i have"

feel like i will never talk to the people i meet/befriend in the third phase ever except maybe awkward exchanges in the local store or something

feel slightly to moderately "depressed" about the prospect of confronting relics from my phases and maybe having "awkward situations" that i "thought i grew out of" on my hands

sometimes i think that i am a "very creative" person
but i don't feel comfortable referring to myself as such
maybe if i created more/more meaningful things i could feel comfortable
but am afraid of judgment/mildly to moderately harsh peer review/at what level of acclaim can you consider yourself a "poet/artist/other legitimate creative figure"

feel like maybe i should be more open about my feelings
but hide behind a cloak of ironic meta references, etc
feel like maybe openly referring to my own tactics will make people think i am using them, or maybe think about what i feel/say/do/think
feel like i don't know which feelings are mine and which i pretend to have
and, if i pretend to have them,
why would i do that///seems stupid

wish i had more readers
wish they were people i don't know
wish this weblog were going places
wish i were going places (is it more grammatically correct to use "was"/don't know)
feel like i have no future
feel like i fall into being one kind of person in public interactions
when in reality i am not that person and also maybe kind of despise that kind of person just a little
feel like i am entombed in drywall, also do not have a way out///is that considered a legitimate feeling/metaphor

don't really know what to think
don't really care about anything anymore
don't really feel like my life/my friends/my favorite activities mean very much to me///wish they did/i am not "pumped" or "stoked" for any event or other applicable noun associated with any person/place/thing anymore
don't really feel as if my definition of "meaningful experiences" is aligned with that of other people
don't really feel like "mating w/ famous and/or attractive people"
don't really feel like "getting so wasted"

just feel like "chillaxing" on the roof/other meaningful part of a typical house or apartment complex
or maybe in the woods
just feel like exchanging practical and tactical hellos with people i know moderately to very well