Twisty Bendy Thoughts

you know..personally...i think facebook is a make-me-feel-low-site (forgive me all facebook fans...i too have an active account there!!!)...The thing is...of you're EVER even thinking of something gloomy its best not to log in......Either the bubbly party invites are going to compel you to mentally give those shallow ones the middle finger...or at best you're gonna feel down-n-out cuz you really have no chance of going...and deep down you dont even wanna go. Weird.
(My new answer to all of lifes problems)

Secondly, the 'status' message....how do you feel? What are you doing RIGHT now?...do you think people really spill their guts out there? i mean, face it...i have relatives+old crushes+potential ones+random acquaintainces and of course the 'close bunch' on my list...the first four categories have as much chance hearing my whiny state of mind as my dog has of flapping her ears and flying to australia. (ie. chances aren't very high. hohah)..and the last...they probably know the way im feeling long before i do...and helpfully decide to ignore it. *oh joy*

The third and possibly most dangerous low-producer is the album. Yes. The random album you click on and that someones life can be accessed as fast as the page will load. (mines kinda slow there but you get the picture..haha. pun.)
It can affect you in multiple scientifically unproved ways. You may feel
a) blah. who cares? it aint really that awesome. pfft. (this is the in-denial you)
b) excited. immediate plans for a movie/shopping/get-together are made. you wanna be living the 'delhi-dream' too. (this is still in-denial you...there is no delhi-dream. oops.)
c) the aforementioned low. you listlessly click on picture after picture...attacked by grins that seem to expand and reach the ears. as you witness more joy and extreme enthusiasm...chances are you'll slump a little lower in your chair and unconsciously shy away from the overt display of ecstacy. until you turn into a brown potato.

okay, so i made the last bit up. you wont be transformed into a tuber. Not that, diplomatically speaking, there is anything wrong in becoming one. Just that its a lil inconvenient when you wish to eat/sleep/shop/write. moving on from yet another fascinating debate.

have realized that its far easier to look at like from a distance and pronounce it attractive. but each life is a lil crummy, especially around the edges... so what we must remember is that low-ness is everyones companion at some point so logically speaking it'll have to leave us for another someday. ahem. not exactly motivating (i dont hear any applause) but sometimes twisted logic works best. besides, people cant smile for so long without a fly attempting to explore their insides. hah. the possibilities are endless. :D