so, i've been going over some things about my life...just kind of going through an overhaul in my mind, and i realized something that kind of freaks me out. most people know that i'm the kind of guy that always needs to help people. i'm always like, "yo...talk to me, i can help"...i listen, i give advice, whatever. however i've realized that i hate doing that myself. like i don't like spilling out my problems and woes to people. it bothers me, and i feel like i'm compromising my ability to listen to other peoples problems. and now we come to the odd thing. and this happened on my way home from band. like... i'll imagine that i'm sitting with someone, and then i like just let everything out to the person that i'm talking to in my head...and then the person gives me like the reassurring statements and such to be supportive...and that works for me. like, no one ever has to know all of the mental turmoil that i'm going through, and i still get the benefit of having someone to talk to. does that freak anyone out...let me know because i'm not sure if it's real healthy or not. i might just be making my self crazy or something. geeze, the realizations that come from walking home from band at nine in the evening. crazy. and now... i'm going to do something other than rant about my craziness. sweet dreams folks.