Reflection and Decision
You know, it's funny when I look back on this thing. What started out as an outlet to vent my feelings and be heard has turned into what you call a crusade. My mission to enlighten those around me about the dangers of stupidity and ignorance and, quite simply, vent my thoughts has led me down a long, winding, and tortuous road. Some could argue it wasn't worth a damn thing; I should've stopped when I had a chance.
But did I ever really have a chance? This journal was spawned during a time in my life where stress had peaked at an all-time high (redundant, but you get the point) and I was going through mental issues I had never encountered before. Being single around Christmas is never fun; however, fighting with someone you love around Christmas is quite worse. I was, perhaps, too narrow-minded for my own good around that time. Then again, many could tell you that I was possibly the most flexible to-date than I'd ever been. a case could be made for both sides, and both sides would be true in certain respects.
Do I have regrets? Most certainly. I'm not in love anymore, but I've moved far past that; overall, I think it was fate which led me down the path to the point I'm at today. Everything was (or at least I hope) meant to happen to me, and I feel the results are more positive than negative. Am I happy with myself? Most certainly yes. Is there room for improvement? Always.
For those've you who haven't been able to tell, I'll let you in on something: I'm not very good at hiding my emotions lately. Especially those things which actually anger me, most notebly non-returned phone calls (again, I do it every so often, but not intentionally). If I'm not talking to you, there's a 99% chance I've got a good reason for it, and if you want it resolved, you should talk to me about it and ask. Don't ignore it like nothing happened, or pretend that we're agreeable when we're actually not. Being fake is not a becoming quality of a person.
As I'm usre many of you head back to school around this general time (college or otherwise), I have a message for you: stick with your classes, because this is the most important schooling you're ever going to receive. High school may have taught fundamentals and book-smarts, but college teaches real-world experience and street-smarts. If you don't pay attention now, you're going to be hopelessly lost, even with that reassuring piece of paper in your hand after four years of work. Hardcore partying can be saved for after college, especially considering that the grand majority of college students either do not work or receive only enough money to support themselves while at home or away. Do yourself a favor and save whatever you can, because it'll be YOU who's paying those astronomical college loans for the next 30 years; not your parents.
In closing, I have to be totally honest. I'm ready to take another big step forward in being an adult, and I'm unsure of whether to take this journal with me across the border. Any suggestions you could provide would be of great help. I guess, in a way, I want to hear what people think before I continue on with this journal into the next phase of my life, or leave it behind in the dust as a thing of memory.
Thank you so much for reading, whether it's been for months or days. Your interest, good or bad, always brings a genuine smile to my face. Goodnight all.
-Nick
But did I ever really have a chance? This journal was spawned during a time in my life where stress had peaked at an all-time high (redundant, but you get the point) and I was going through mental issues I had never encountered before. Being single around Christmas is never fun; however, fighting with someone you love around Christmas is quite worse. I was, perhaps, too narrow-minded for my own good around that time. Then again, many could tell you that I was possibly the most flexible to-date than I'd ever been. a case could be made for both sides, and both sides would be true in certain respects.
Do I have regrets? Most certainly. I'm not in love anymore, but I've moved far past that; overall, I think it was fate which led me down the path to the point I'm at today. Everything was (or at least I hope) meant to happen to me, and I feel the results are more positive than negative. Am I happy with myself? Most certainly yes. Is there room for improvement? Always.
For those've you who haven't been able to tell, I'll let you in on something: I'm not very good at hiding my emotions lately. Especially those things which actually anger me, most notebly non-returned phone calls (again, I do it every so often, but not intentionally). If I'm not talking to you, there's a 99% chance I've got a good reason for it, and if you want it resolved, you should talk to me about it and ask. Don't ignore it like nothing happened, or pretend that we're agreeable when we're actually not. Being fake is not a becoming quality of a person.
As I'm usre many of you head back to school around this general time (college or otherwise), I have a message for you: stick with your classes, because this is the most important schooling you're ever going to receive. High school may have taught fundamentals and book-smarts, but college teaches real-world experience and street-smarts. If you don't pay attention now, you're going to be hopelessly lost, even with that reassuring piece of paper in your hand after four years of work. Hardcore partying can be saved for after college, especially considering that the grand majority of college students either do not work or receive only enough money to support themselves while at home or away. Do yourself a favor and save whatever you can, because it'll be YOU who's paying those astronomical college loans for the next 30 years; not your parents.
In closing, I have to be totally honest. I'm ready to take another big step forward in being an adult, and I'm unsure of whether to take this journal with me across the border. Any suggestions you could provide would be of great help. I guess, in a way, I want to hear what people think before I continue on with this journal into the next phase of my life, or leave it behind in the dust as a thing of memory.
Thank you so much for reading, whether it's been for months or days. Your interest, good or bad, always brings a genuine smile to my face. Goodnight all.
-Nick