January 6, 2008
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I finally feeling better, woo-hoo! Last week was just a bad week.
Still feeling like I have a problem with alcohol, ’cause even though I’m not feeling depressed, I’m still craving it. And that’s just bad. But, eh, it’s not causing any problems, so…I’m nervous as hell. I go to Texas tomorrow, and I’m just nervous. Which is silly, ’cause it’s not like I haven’t been talking to him every week for the last five months, and we’re just friends, but nonetheless, I am. I think it’s the fact that I actually give a damn about what he thinks of me, which is somewhat unusual for me. I usually try not to think about what other people think of me, because it can lead to nowhere good. As long as I’m satisfied with myself, that should be enough, and I try to maintain that view. But every now and then people come into my life that I actually want to think well of me – one would be my brother (’cause he is in fact my hero), and apparently, another is my friend in Texas.
I’m silly.
later
