T-Dawg
Self-appointed Lunatic
I realized something as I sat by the girl I liked, during the talent show (or whatever the event was supposed to be). While they were playing this song, YouTube - A Broken Hallelujah (House: House/Stacy) and when we got to the part that went something like "I used to live alone before I knew you... love is not a victory much, it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah..."
And then I thought - "Wait a minute - even if everything goes great and this person someone ends up liking me, it's still not going to be great. I'm going to be giving away my entire life just so I can be with a girl. Think, man, THINK! You hardly even know this person! All you know about her is that she's beautiful and she gave you a friendly hug a couple weeks ago! For all you know, she might be Republican or something!"
I talked about some of this with one of my friends (who also happens to be her boyfriend), and I found out that it was called physical attraction (we got into another conversation but it's not relevant). And I thought - "Physical attraction? Seriously? Am I really that stupid? Why do I insist on liking girls that I don't know at all and whom I know don't like me back? Why?"
And later I remembering thinking something along the lines of "What am I wanting? Sex? Why am I tormenting myself over sex? I don't even like sex. Even if it's as great as it's hyped up to be, it's just another fun thing to do that only lasts about 5 seconds at most. Why do my hormones insist on basing my actions off of the desire for sex? Wait a minute... why do I insist on basing my actions off of... anything? What's the point of life? So I can get a good job, become rich, become a billionare, take over the world... THEN WHAT?!? What's the point? It will all come to pass. Just like Solomon learned and passed on through Ecclesiastes. What am I living for?"
Are these thoughts normal?
And then I thought - "Wait a minute - even if everything goes great and this person someone ends up liking me, it's still not going to be great. I'm going to be giving away my entire life just so I can be with a girl. Think, man, THINK! You hardly even know this person! All you know about her is that she's beautiful and she gave you a friendly hug a couple weeks ago! For all you know, she might be Republican or something!"
I talked about some of this with one of my friends (who also happens to be her boyfriend), and I found out that it was called physical attraction (we got into another conversation but it's not relevant). And I thought - "Physical attraction? Seriously? Am I really that stupid? Why do I insist on liking girls that I don't know at all and whom I know don't like me back? Why?"
And later I remembering thinking something along the lines of "What am I wanting? Sex? Why am I tormenting myself over sex? I don't even like sex. Even if it's as great as it's hyped up to be, it's just another fun thing to do that only lasts about 5 seconds at most. Why do my hormones insist on basing my actions off of the desire for sex? Wait a minute... why do I insist on basing my actions off of... anything? What's the point of life? So I can get a good job, become rich, become a billionare, take over the world... THEN WHAT?!? What's the point? It will all come to pass. Just like Solomon learned and passed on through Ecclesiastes. What am I living for?"
Are these thoughts normal?