Phases

One of the things I've realized is that I tend to go through phases. Things I like. Phrases I state. Actions I do. All of these changed throughout my life. Each of them make me seem like a different person.

Elementary School: (1-3)
Intelligence: High
Friends/Social behavior: High
Sports: High
Culture Awareness: Low
Girls: Average
Distraction: Reading

Elementary School: (4-6)
Intelligence: High (only in math)
Friends/Social behavior: Low
Sports: Average
Culture Awareness: Low
Girls: Low
Distraction: Medival Stuff. Ancient Weaponry.
Quote: "Ugh"

Junior High:
Intelligence: High
Friends/Social behavior: Medium
Sports: Low
Culture Awareness: Medium
Girls: Low
Distraction: Magic Cards. Computers. SNES (Chrono Trigger and FF3)
Quote: "Bah"

High School
Intelligence: High
Friends/Social behavior: Medium/High
Sports: Low
Culture Awareness: Medium
Girls: Low
Distraction: Realms of Despair (text-only game). Observation of social behavior. Anime. Reading Scifi/fantasy
Quote: "Sigh"

University
Intelligence: High
Friends/Social behavior: Medium
Sports: Low
Culture Awareness: High
Girls: Low
Distraction: Warcraft III, World of Warcraft, Manga
Quote:Swearing..."%$^$^"

I've always had an obsessive compulsive personality. I need something to focus on. And usually, that thing isn't school related unfortunately. But what I have noticed is that while I have grown culturally and socially, mentally I've stayed the same. This is unfortunate. But I really don't have a reason to further develop mental skills. I don't know why, but it is no longer a driving force as it once was, as was the case in Junior High when I crammed math into my head. No clue what the future holds, but from trends, Girls will remain low. Sports will change to medium/low. And distraction will be random.

Oh well.
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I've had a string of weird dreams.

August 26,2006.
I met her at some kind of rally. I forgot what type of rally, but during the rally, through some twist of fate, she fell, and I caught her. The attraction was certainly there. We began dating, and you know what, it was great. I felt...happy. It was strange. (This was funny. Because 1. I'm usualyl not happy. and 2. My friends noticed that I acted happier). But one wonders if I can truly find her. I do remember some features. Bright eyes. Cheerful. Short brunette hair down to her chin. And a very warm smile. Bah. I'm so sappy that even trees would be envious. I don't know. While I was dreaming, it seemed kind of nostalgic. Sigh.

August 28,2006
This was not fully remembered, because it involved a plane that was trying to land on a highway because of an accident. It involved really weird newtonian mechanics that made the plane similar to a bumper car. Most of all, it was strange because I could go back to the dream while falling asleep again after I woke up for 10 seconds. Interestingly enough, this dream was in a sleep period of 14 hours.

Weird.

Anyways. I'm kind of tired. Night all. Or morning.