I was going through my pictures and found a folder dedicated to rain, so that's where the last post came from. I just wanted a reason to share those pictures with the world (although they did originally come from google).
I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, well more then usual.
Is it normal to think about your motive behind every action, word and thought? It is for me. I question myself a lot about why I do things. I have done a few things were the motives behind them are... a bit interesting. Like when I was 14, I bought a 021 cell phone just to text a guy that I kinda liked (who I didn't actually end up doing a lot of and the phone was stolen after 5 months) or buying a t-shirt that they only sell in the USA and don't ship to NZ just because a guy I liked said he wanted it, or taking a trip down to Wellington and waiting in a cafe for 5 hours for a guy who said would be there, but never showed up... Thinking about it, most of my motives are because of guys I liked. Maybe its because I'm a teenage girl? Although I don't think I'm like many teenage girls.
I have finally figured out why I don't like being called Rach or Rachie... after much thinking, I realised that I don't know many tall Rachel's. I have always been on the short side of things, and people have always liked to remind me, giving me nicknames like shrimp and shorty. Now Rach and Rachie are both shortened versions of Rachel, and I hated being called short, or anything to do with it.
There is one thing that I wish I knew about me and Josh, was I a secret? Something he kept hidden and didn't tell anyone? Or did he tell some of his friends? Did he tell anyone? It bugs me, but I don't think I'll ever find out. I try not to think about it too much, but with the amount of thinking I do, its hard not to.
Sorry that this post is a bit everywhere, but that's what my mind is like.
Peace out!
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