this xanga is like a time machine. it loops me back to remind me how much of an immature bastard i was. the things i used to bitch about! my god. looking back now, it's like there are so many worse things to worry about than that bitch teacher that failed me in that one assignment...or crying about the people that broke my heart wahhhhhh sadness sadness and other salty emotions.
i never really grasped how much of an emo trip high school was! but man. i hope that's done now. i know now that instead of being paranoid about people's opinions and my so-called "feelings," i'm just going to go along with the flow. if people decide to be dumb asses and let me down, "Next!" and regarding the mushy issues, it's so tiring. so tiring. i can't tire myself with that anymore. it'll come when it comes, and it'll leave when it leaves.
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i have to get better at Tekken! not so much as a want now, it's a must. i think it's time i accept that video games will be one of the few things in life i'll have confidence in. so what if it's a bit childish. if it tastes good, i'll drink until i'm drunk and acting a fool.
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