Why do I always feel like I need a prompt? Am I so blank and uninteresting that I can't just bring anything up in my brain? Okay, so that didn't exactly make sense. I'm going to try this one page per day thing and see if it works out. Hopefully, I'll be able to think of more interesting topics than simply rambling to myself. What if I need more space? Do I just let it be cut off? I guess so. Maybe I can finish it the next day or something. Possibly, but it's not probable that I'll remember exactly what I wrote the day before. I'm thinking of putting this into my diary book thing. I mean, it's got to get more interesting than this. It will be. But, for now I'm drawing blanks and simply writing everything that comes into mind. That's good for the brain, though, because it's supposed to help people organize their thoughts. I got distracted. Honestly, I can't keep concentrated on something very long. My doctor thinks I have some mild ADD or something. I think I'm just so used to being constantly stimulated that when I'm only getting stimulated in one way, I get bored. Like with sex. Not to say that sex is boring, it's quite amazing, actually. But, my mind tends to go two separate ways. Like, one part is thinking, "Oh my God, this is amazing!" and the other is thinking, "I wonder what it would be like to have sex as a turtle. I mean, they got those wicked cool shells, but they'd probably get in the way of all the action. Not to say that my boyfriend's body size doesn't sometimes seem like a turtle shell. But, I mean, it's like TWO fat people having sex. Not that I have anything against fat people. They're jolly. Okay, that was a joke in bad taste. But..." And, yeah, so sometimes I just want it to end. Not that I'm not being pleased, but so I can please my other senses. I'm kinda like Allie from The Notebook. You know, they're fucking and she's just like, "All these thoughts are running through my head" or something. I have thoughts like that. They just continually stem off into tangents and people think I'm trying to be anti-social or something, but my brain has really just gone off into a deep tangent that somehow distracted me from the current conversation. Then, when I actually come back, people give me that "Oh, now you're trying to be social" look and it's just really awkward. Not to say it isn't awkward in the first place. Social happenings are awkward, they really are. I never know what to say and I go crazy thinking, "WHAT IF THEY DON'T LIKE ME?" Ah, I see how this works, the page just keeps getting longer and longer. It never ends. So, it's not really just one page but probably several pages. But, I should stop now, cause the thing popped up saying I was done with my page. So, yeah. AND THAT'S AWKWARD, TOO. How do you end a conversation? I mean, you both are standing there and you're thinking, "I REALLY need to go now, but I don't know how to say good bye without being awkward or feeling like a douche." So, the other guy starts talking again and then you feel obligated to stick around cause he felt obligated to continue the conversation and - oh shit. Okay, bye.