Breathe in. Breathe out.
Last night I went to bed at two after thinking about my life. I'm not sure what matters anymore. There is no structure or balance...sometimes it's good but it has its lows.
Today I heard something well said, to have great beauty one must suffer. Well that's a given but that reflects the ongoing theme of out of great hatred their was hope for great love and vise versa. That's kind of why I stay away from those weird preppy people...I usually see neither side...just some strange numbness to emotion and eerie presence of someone to judge and be so set in a way. Who's way? Well, I don't know the answer to that just not much is ever seen. Sometimes drama isn't such a bad thing, as long as it's somewhat logical and has a direction to be thrown at. Otherwise I'm annoyed.
Anyway, with something someone out their can understand, I slept till 10:30 then went back to bed at 2:30 and now I'm here. Late night with Conan O Brien is awesome, I love him he's so funny. Wow I need to do something with my life. And that brings me to playing my clarinet...I got a lot to practice this week. I wish for once I wasn't so inadequete at my lessons and their wasn't such a difference between me and Steve but...well he's my teacher he should be 10101091100110 times better. I wish I could play better still.Oh well back to eating some chicken and hoping to get chores done from March. Thanks mom. Bitch.
You know I'll be back.
Today I heard something well said, to have great beauty one must suffer. Well that's a given but that reflects the ongoing theme of out of great hatred their was hope for great love and vise versa. That's kind of why I stay away from those weird preppy people...I usually see neither side...just some strange numbness to emotion and eerie presence of someone to judge and be so set in a way. Who's way? Well, I don't know the answer to that just not much is ever seen. Sometimes drama isn't such a bad thing, as long as it's somewhat logical and has a direction to be thrown at. Otherwise I'm annoyed.
Anyway, with something someone out their can understand, I slept till 10:30 then went back to bed at 2:30 and now I'm here. Late night with Conan O Brien is awesome, I love him he's so funny. Wow I need to do something with my life. And that brings me to playing my clarinet...I got a lot to practice this week. I wish for once I wasn't so inadequete at my lessons and their wasn't such a difference between me and Steve but...well he's my teacher he should be 10101091100110 times better. I wish I could play better still.Oh well back to eating some chicken and hoping to get chores done from March. Thanks mom. Bitch.
You know I'll be back.