purgatory, trivia, resolution
All today I have had that cheesy Grade song stuck in my head, you know the one that goes "This is the time in my life where everything is falling apart, but at the same time it's all comming together". Yeah I know, crap song, but everyone loved it 4 years ago.
It's kind of weird how my life is taking on this weird even stevens karmic balance. For every action there is an equal reaction. Every bad occurance is followed by a freindly turn of a card that seems to level things out nicely.
Looking back on the past couple of monthes is sorta funny that I spent so much of it thinking I was unhappy and talking about my FEELINGS all the frickin time, when in reality, this has been the most fun I've had in ages.
A lot of stuff has happened, and I've changed accordingly.
I'm torn between my disatisfaction with my torso and my obsession with not wearing a shirt.
I have found humour in telling Jodie to "not be such a faggot"
I have now reached the stage in my life where I'm enjoying "seeing people" and being reasonably non-commital. It's nice. I feel like George Clooney or something.
I joined a band. It sounds like weezer.
Looking for a new house is a pain in the fucknig arse.
Work is okay. Not as good as NOT working though.
It's kind of weird how my life is taking on this weird even stevens karmic balance. For every action there is an equal reaction. Every bad occurance is followed by a freindly turn of a card that seems to level things out nicely.
Looking back on the past couple of monthes is sorta funny that I spent so much of it thinking I was unhappy and talking about my FEELINGS all the frickin time, when in reality, this has been the most fun I've had in ages.
A lot of stuff has happened, and I've changed accordingly.
I'm torn between my disatisfaction with my torso and my obsession with not wearing a shirt.
I have found humour in telling Jodie to "not be such a faggot"
I have now reached the stage in my life where I'm enjoying "seeing people" and being reasonably non-commital. It's nice. I feel like George Clooney or something.
I joined a band. It sounds like weezer.
Looking for a new house is a pain in the fucknig arse.
Work is okay. Not as good as NOT working though.