You know...
I didn't know that Amy Lee chick covered a Korn song, Thoughtless. I always thought that was her own work. Then I looked it up, go figure.
See, Leash used to listen to this song heaps. And I don't know if it's just the song, or the fact that I haven't had a Cigge in four days, but I'm feeling down/nostalgic. It's pretty fucking shithouse, I must say.
Iunno. My Memories are scary things. I can see that back then, I'm nothing compared to what I am today. But, also, back then.. I feel that I was a more understanding and caring person, innocent, I guess. Nice. Kind.
Now, I'm not that too often. I'm not a total asshole, but I'm not a nice, kind, kid anymore. It's a weird, weird feeling looking back into the past then at yourself now, and then realizing that you've become slightly less-human.
Or it feels that way, sometimes.
Sometimes I can't help but wonder what would happen with my life if I took path B, instead of path A. Or if I stayed with X instead of breaking up with her, or hell, even if I started Judo instead of ZDK. I just don't know. But I wonder.
Okay, now what I was meaning to post when I loaded up this page. I want everyone who I used to talk to a fair bit to get in touch with me again. Put a post on my Lj, Email me, what-ever-the-fuck. I've finally found myself missing a whole bunch of people. Even those I didn't really say much to all the time, but who were always there when I bitched an' moaned 'bout life.
Christ, I'm turning this song off now. I'm in a Icafe, and it wouldn't be seemly for me to start with the tears down the face and shit.
Ah, better.
Anyway, get in touch you giant Homos.
See, Leash used to listen to this song heaps. And I don't know if it's just the song, or the fact that I haven't had a Cigge in four days, but I'm feeling down/nostalgic. It's pretty fucking shithouse, I must say.
Iunno. My Memories are scary things. I can see that back then, I'm nothing compared to what I am today. But, also, back then.. I feel that I was a more understanding and caring person, innocent, I guess. Nice. Kind.
Now, I'm not that too often. I'm not a total asshole, but I'm not a nice, kind, kid anymore. It's a weird, weird feeling looking back into the past then at yourself now, and then realizing that you've become slightly less-human.
Or it feels that way, sometimes.
Sometimes I can't help but wonder what would happen with my life if I took path B, instead of path A. Or if I stayed with X instead of breaking up with her, or hell, even if I started Judo instead of ZDK. I just don't know. But I wonder.
Okay, now what I was meaning to post when I loaded up this page. I want everyone who I used to talk to a fair bit to get in touch with me again. Put a post on my Lj, Email me, what-ever-the-fuck. I've finally found myself missing a whole bunch of people. Even those I didn't really say much to all the time, but who were always there when I bitched an' moaned 'bout life.
Christ, I'm turning this song off now. I'm in a Icafe, and it wouldn't be seemly for me to start with the tears down the face and shit.
Ah, better.
Anyway, get in touch you giant Homos.