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| Revisiting My YouthHi!
I swear, this reminds me of how horrible I am to keeping a diary. Xanga is the reminder of all things lost. Looking at my last post, I can see that it is music that inspires me to write (DUH). How slow am I? To say the least, The Mars Volta prompted this one as well. The Bedlam in Goliath. Seriously, I am upset I didn't come upon them sooner. I was really missing out. Then again, there must be several other musicians I haven't stumbled on. I would've been lacking.
I can't even explain it, but it might be the taste of something indescribable that attracts me so to them. Either or. Its mystifying, and this trance is one I hope to be under for as long as they wish to inspire me. So, second year of college about to be wrapped up. My second decade nearing its beginning in 24 days. It's been too long and yet time passes by in a blur. Such is the way of the world. And through all the strife and confusion and contradiction, one must remember that nothing good just came about to be on its own. From misery and desctruction, comes some joyful rebirth and creation. So yeah. That's my positive thinking for the day, amidst my massacred being. Ha ha ha. Yeah.....Laters bitches.
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| I like you peoples. Can you teach me to be like you?
Why do today what you can put off for tomorrow? Or the day after?
Procrastinators Unite!!
Meeting is tomorrow POSTPONED TILL FURTHER NOTICE
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| Wow. What a trip down memory lane. From May 02 2004 to today, Novemeber 3 2006, I can honestly say, that everything and nothing has changed. Lol. Crazy, I know, but its true. My wandering heart and indescribable mindset have actually been synchronized. Not with each other, no no. With someone else. Lol. he knows who he is.
What a turbulent yet interesting adolescence, be it here, with the old blogs, or with what has been erased from my mind and replaced with "new, valuable information". I'm so freaking happy you got me back here, Chris. It's what I have been needing. Reflection.
I think its funny, that I am sitting here, way too introspective, and think that you guys can guess what I am thinking, or hinting at. Its in all my blogs, the repetitive crisis in which we identify ourselves as ourselves. I can share it with someone though. This wasn't intended to be sappy, but its going there. I'll change the tone in a bit. Appreciation comes in bundles.
College is kick ass, and everything is cool. I'm begining to settle in my own skin, again. Wait, the whirlwind will come soon. Agh! It's cool.
Let me see, what else is xanga worthy? oh, The Mars Volta. Amazing. Listening to them now. Can't wait to see Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. I had to write it out. The title alone is fucking ridiculous. I think its worth seeing, just for the sole fact that he was serious about being a joke. Come on, who can pull that off as well? Irony......Love the dead pan.
Im going to be coming here more often. Only because its like a vault. And in the event of a catastrophic electronic failure, I'm going to want to have hard copies.
Brings me to my next dilemma. I am terrified of being old and or dying. It's scary thinking that all of this is just going to end. It's funny though, because when I think of it in a near-future context, it makes everyday life a bit easier. Example....."Damn it, I'm late for work", (late being interchangable with I don't want to go to work), is then replaced with "Shit, if I died today, I wouldn't be held accountable would I? The work would get done otherwise anyway...Some one else will do it or cover for me." And that alone makes me feel its ok to not be 110% responsible with what I do. It's sad, I know, but true. I mean seriously, the work would get either way....Death is just a better excuse than being lazy. You imagine my co-worker thinking, "Fuck Jenn, why today? Damn bitch."
Not funny, to some, but still novel. I hope I won't die anytime soon, I'll feel like shit, or like nothing. Lol.
Ok I think I am done. Just thought I should get that out there.
Oh, and APA style, blows. Yet being detatched shouldn't be too hard to do....One can learn right?
When in Rome....
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| This is Just A Phase.....I am tired of people, of high school, of parents, and of teenagers. eww. They are too self absorbed, take shit too personally and love to rant, as I am now. I've become apathetic, and I don't like it. I used to love school and my friends and classes but now its like ugh....I want to leave them....and yet I dont. Growing up sucks ass.. I love you all this must be a phase. | | |
| I'm back!!!! For those of you who didn't know, I went to Costa Rica for
a week. Had a lot of fun. I went on a canopy tour, its when you swing
from trees. Lol, yeah on a cable, your are suspended a good hundred
feet or meters, whatever they use over there from the cable and glide
from platform to platform. They were conveniently located on trees!
YAY! other than that, i got tanned, went in a pool for too long, went
to a private beach, and ate to my hearts content. You should see the
bathing suits that the euros and americans wear when on vacation. They
made me look anorexic.ahh, a sadly gained self esteem booster. If they
don't care, why should any of us then? ha. enjoy the rest of your
summer peeps!
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