May 10, 2004 18:23
A part of me definately died at the end of Saturday Night. As much as I wasn't in the production, it still had great influence on my life. And why? I have no idea. For the past two weeks I haven't hung out with my "normal" friends and have just been around the theater. It was fun hanging out with many people I normally don't, in addition meeting a whole lot of new people who are crazy, hilarious, and fun. Now I find myself receding back towards that former self; playing squareball, running, DRRing at trevors house, hanging out at lil peach.
What a life I might have known if I wasn't a track kid.
Too many times I wish I could experience a different life. What a shame it is that we can only have one childhood. Just a middle class white kid in the suburbs, thats my place in life so far. I'm not saying my life isn't exciting or fun or full of hilarity, but there are so many experiences to be had that I'll never even have the chance to have. Guess I'll have to try to do as much as I can while I'm here, which leads back to my leading philosophy in life: Perform at least one stupid act daily. I don't regret any of the stupid things I have done, infact, most of them provide my best memories. All the falls and tumbles have brought me to where I am today, whether that be a good or bad thing, and I've enjoyed it. In the words of Jean ValJean...
"Another day, another destiny!"
-Biron