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i'm sorry for being me.
(i should hope so!)
so i stand at a Y in the road.
the road to the left is my life as a slacker. i can sit around all day, listen to music, watch TV, play video games, and design webpages (no offense to anyone that actually does that). i could gain 20-40 lbs and cry constantly because i can't lose weight, which is true; i can't unless i try. which leads me to the next road.
the road to the right is the unknown; possible fame & fortune, possible failure. it stands at 20/80 (fame/failure). by no means do i want failure. i need to get over my fears of getting hurt. no pain, no gain right? if i try to do these things, i'll be losing weight, gaining confidence, and becoming me.
the space between these roads is littered with question marks. a one way gate is on each road. if i take one path, i'll be stuck on it forever. every question mark is a doubt, the darker the color, the bigger the doubt. they have been placed here by family, friends, random people, and enemies.
what & who do i want to be? where will i go? who will i meet? will i get married and have kids?
none of these answers will be found until i try, and goddamnit i am trying.
fuck anyone who stands in my way.
it's on like donkey kong 3, bitches.
pS: i designed my custom board today. i pay for it on the 28th, and it should be in my arms by the time i register for classes in august. oh yes!
(i should hope so!)
so i stand at a Y in the road.
the road to the left is my life as a slacker. i can sit around all day, listen to music, watch TV, play video games, and design webpages (no offense to anyone that actually does that). i could gain 20-40 lbs and cry constantly because i can't lose weight, which is true; i can't unless i try. which leads me to the next road.
the road to the right is the unknown; possible fame & fortune, possible failure. it stands at 20/80 (fame/failure). by no means do i want failure. i need to get over my fears of getting hurt. no pain, no gain right? if i try to do these things, i'll be losing weight, gaining confidence, and becoming me.
the space between these roads is littered with question marks. a one way gate is on each road. if i take one path, i'll be stuck on it forever. every question mark is a doubt, the darker the color, the bigger the doubt. they have been placed here by family, friends, random people, and enemies.
what & who do i want to be? where will i go? who will i meet? will i get married and have kids?
none of these answers will be found until i try, and goddamnit i am trying.
fuck anyone who stands in my way.
it's on like donkey kong 3, bitches.
pS: i designed my custom board today. i pay for it on the 28th, and it should be in my arms by the time i register for classes in august. oh yes!