I sometimes think I might be a 'narcissist' and last night was no exception. I went to the girls house who I feel like I love. It started well I was impressing everyone with my sense of humour...but then after a while I drew into myself and stopped talking. I've only recently noticed as soon as people start talking about something not to do with me I just zone out and stop listening. I've recently started to really try and listen but find it nearly impossible. I will tend to disregard others stories as boring, even if perhaps I would a similar story and expect attention and laughs...Anyway I zoned out and after a while of not saying much, I angrily decided to be quiet to get attention...not conscionsly, the whole time I was lost in my thoughts but somewhere in my mind I think I made this childish decision. I loved the idea that people might be wondering why I'm being quiet. When the girl asked me something I would reply in a one word answer and it gave me great pleasure to feel like I was 'frustrating her'. I felt angry at times and wanted to go up to her and shout "WELL BASICALLY YOUR A ******* *****!" And storm out the room. When I left I imagined that they were talking about me and wondering why I was so quiet, and that they found me mysterious. I was lost in this satisying bubble, thinking about my great performance, but then as ever after a while I kinda came to my senses on the way home and started crying over how lonely I felt. I don't say this for sympathy it's just what always happens. Music brings it out in me. And now I dunno...I feel a slight agony that I like this girl but...am so insane that...I do things like last night. And its quite painful. Wish I could get out my head. I think its all down to me hating my mother.