November 1, 1998

People

I just got back from a dance. No, I never danced, nor did I as anyone to dance. So, you might as well blame me for my lack of a social life. I just can't do dances… alone. Sure, I might have friends there and everything, but I am alone. I don't understand that whole circle-dancing concept. That has got to be the most guaranteed method of contraception available to teenagers nowadays.

Perhaps it's just because dances are so impersonal. Rarely do you ever get to know a person at a dance, save those rare storybook exceptions where someone meets a mysterious someone and they just fall in love at that moment. I tend to believe a lot in stories.

Or maybe it is just cowardice. After all, it's easy to stand in the corner and blame everything except my own fear. I don't like people for I spend too much time in my head. Most people spend it in the world. The people who I let close are those who can appreciate an overabundance of my thinking. People who dance in circles just aren't like that.

It all boils down to me. I like people, and I hate them. I look for people who enjoy their minds more than they do the world. Unfortunately, like myself, they will never dance in circles no matter how much Disco music can be played.

Comments:

• blah blah blah blah STOP THINKING!!!
  -Jeff