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Problemless with problems
by Rebel Leader
Location: Where angels lose their way...
Age: 22    Sex : M
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Here's my bloody entry 2/10/2003
A little while back someone told me I was "sanguine". I was like, "Okay, whatever that is." I recently looked it up and it said:

san'guine, a.
1. Red; having the color of blood; as, a sanguine color or countenance.
2. Abounding with blood; plethoric; as, a sanguine habit of body.
3. Warm; ardent; as, a sanguine temperament.
4. Hopefully inclined; confident; as, sanguine of success.

Well alright. So basically I'm a pretty bloody guy who's confident. I wish I was confident. Man, I doubt myself all the time. But I suppose if I'm "sanguine", I should act like it. Okay. Here it bloody goes:

I bloody woke up this bloody morning and was bloody tired. My bloody bed felt bloody good but I had a bloody stuffed-up nose that bloody made it bloody uncomfortable. I bloody went downstairs to bloody blow my bloody nose and I bloody saw some bloody blood on the bloody piece of toilet paper. I bloody realized that I had bloody had a bloody bloody nose while bloody sleeping (isn't this great? I got to say "bloody" twice in a row because I had a bloody nose). That bloody sucked. I bloody had a bloody cough and I bloody had to bloody work today (good thing we haven't installed Cybersitter again, otherwise it would edit out all each "blood" and only leave "y"). Work was bloody slow today, and bloody Melissa was bloody giving off bloody "annoyed" vibes like she bloody was bloody getting bloody fed up with my bloody presence. The few bloody times I bloody talked to her, I bloody felt like I bloody was bloody intruding in on something. I finally bloody told her that I bloody would stop bloody bugging her, and the bloody whole rest of the bloody day, neither one of us bloody said much of anything. I don't bloody get it. She was the bloody last bloody person I'd bloody think would bloody get bloody annoyed with me. How do I bloody manage to bloody mess things up all the bloody time? I bloody can't make one bloody friend without bloody making them bloody feel like I'm bloody stalking them. I can't bloody change how I bloody feel. I bloody like to bloody be around the bloody people who bloody make me bloody feel bloody good and whom I bloody enjoy bloody talking to. I almost bloody feel like bloody talking to bloody no one unless they bloody talk to me first. Life is so bloody unpredictable, and for me, that bloody usually means bloody bad.

 
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that was a bloody funny entry :P enjoy, you sanguine one, you. amore://hope.less (obviously not signed in.)

you're making fun of me, again, and I don't think it's funny at all. FYI, there are 4 main personality types that people can be categorized into: Sanguine (the talker,) Choleric (the worker,) Melancholy (the thinker,) and Phlegmatic (the watcher.) One person can fit more than one category, but usually has one dominant one, as I said, I am melancholic, but I also have some choleric and some phlegmatic traits. I was guessing of course, but I’m willing to bet that you’re primary one would indeed be sanguine (talkative, cheerful & bubbling over, enthusiastic & expressive, curious, starts in a flashy way, makes friends easily, thrives on compliments, apologizes quickly, loves people, compulsive talker, scares others off, too happy for some, has restless energy, naïve/gets taken in, seems phony to some, never grows up, would rather talk, confidence fades fast, wastes time talking, hates to be alone, needs to be center stage, wants to be popular, looks for credit,… just to name a few of the traits listed) That is what I was talking about, not some stupid dictionary definition. If you didn’t understand what I meant why didn’t you just ask me instead of making a joke out of it? Everything doen't have to be a joke you know.But hey, you got to make a whole stupid entry about it, which I suppose was much more fun than just asking me what it meant, and you got to make me look stupid for calling you that, as if I didn't know what it meant. It's not my fault you aren't willing to ask for clarification.

~Kitsuchi


Haha, that was bloody hilarious! ((I know, that's been done, but I'm doing it again.))

So sorry for not noting you sooner, by stupid TOD won't let sign on, it's being such a knob!

Anywho, I'll talk to you later.

Message me on AIM , if you'd like.. i'm under lyrical x image. Yaw.

Love,

!lyrical image... nsi.


You left me annonymous for a reason? And what reason would that be? I still know you're talking about me, and no one else who reads it would have a clue who I am. Being annonymous doesn't change a thing. You didn't seem to care about leaving me annonymous when you were spouting out all the secrets I told you. You still think everything is a game, don't you? There's only one thing I know for sure and that is that this friendship is screwed, and you making a joke out of how I tired to explain some problems to you doesn't help any. Not only did you think it was funny enough to make a joke entry from it, but other people are laughing at it too. Well, if that's what I'm gonna get, then I'm not gonna try anymore. Theres nothing left...~Kitsuchi

I stand corrected. Apparently at least one person who reads you entry does know who I am. I'd forgoten about Becky, but since I don't know her in RL, I don't care about that. My comment was still wrong though.Guess what, now this stupid story is in one of her entries too. Isn't life grand?

^ she needs a life seriously. oooh i commented on our conversation in my entry! ooooh seriously she needs to get a life. because the world dosent revolve around, her! she is such a drama queen....and well its your problem. because you let her walk all over you. [FoRaLwAyS]

 

   


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