Tell us what you think of yourself.  As for me?
I'm an amateur intellectual with shallow opinions, a terrible self-image and little self-confidence. I'd like to think I'm a good writer, but I can't escape the nagging feeling that everyone says I'm a skilled writer because they feel sorry for me; combined with this is the suspicion that I take myself, and other people, way too seriously. I often wonder if life's a big joke and I'm the only one missing the punchline.
I spend too much time in front of my computer; I have 17825 posts on an online forum which serves mostly to exacerbate my pathological introversion. I'm an ex-Christian with tendencies towards sexual deviance and chronic masturbation. I have trouble with emotions, either empathizing too much or not empathizing at all.
I'm graduating in a year with a double degree, but I cannot help wondering if I'm just doing this because it's the thing to do, the hoops to jump through, and I wonder whether I would be less happy just staying in a small town and managing a music store. I have issues with women and trust, namely I don't have much of either.
I'm up at 3:43 AM on a Saturday morning emoting to an internet forum whose inhabitants couldn't care less about me.
Now you go!
			
			I'm an amateur intellectual with shallow opinions, a terrible self-image and little self-confidence. I'd like to think I'm a good writer, but I can't escape the nagging feeling that everyone says I'm a skilled writer because they feel sorry for me; combined with this is the suspicion that I take myself, and other people, way too seriously. I often wonder if life's a big joke and I'm the only one missing the punchline.
I spend too much time in front of my computer; I have 17825 posts on an online forum which serves mostly to exacerbate my pathological introversion. I'm an ex-Christian with tendencies towards sexual deviance and chronic masturbation. I have trouble with emotions, either empathizing too much or not empathizing at all.
I'm graduating in a year with a double degree, but I cannot help wondering if I'm just doing this because it's the thing to do, the hoops to jump through, and I wonder whether I would be less happy just staying in a small town and managing a music store. I have issues with women and trust, namely I don't have much of either.
I'm up at 3:43 AM on a Saturday morning emoting to an internet forum whose inhabitants couldn't care less about me.
Now you go!
				
		
			