I'd give a good portion of the blame for our everyday problems to words, and how ineffective they are at expressing our thoughts.

Take yesterday, when I tried to explain to my mom exactly what kind of hair-style I wanted. I couldnt explain what I saw in minds eye in words, so she screwed up and cut my hair way too short. Guess it turned out ok though.

Last year, I remeber how me and diane had split up and got back together three times because of misunderstandings. each time an email or letter had been exchanged and the recipient had taken the meaning of the document to be "I want to be just friends". Once again, words failed me, us.

This is why I so hate Aim and even the phone. I can tell more about what a person is thinking or feeling from their eyes then what any word can tell me. It's often our expressions that present an understanding for other people, and I've been misunderstood and ridiculed online so many times its not even funny.

I guess the problem here isnt words, it's understanding. i should have known right off the bat last year that since diane didnt understand me, we would never get along together. Then again, the ability to understand a person is completely relative to your interest in that person's situation.

Sadly enough, I dont care enought about some peoples problems to really try to understand them. Understanding is just a measure of compassion I guess.

Today was damn hot.

Other than that, I'm kinda perplexed about it. I should be all happy and giddy cuz today was fun and interesting and I got stuff accomplished and nothing really bad happened. But I'm not. I feel a little sad-bug eating away at my insides.

The scary thing is what I think that sad-bug represents.