Don Cheadle is one poignant man...
I have been sitting in this computer chair for hours and right now the becoming-pungent smell of ROLD GOLD cheddar pretzels is permeating through the air. "Saturday Night Live" has been on and I haven't been paying attention.
I have nothing to do (well, there's homework, but this is a way of avoiding it) and I needed to use a dictionary whilst figuring out which mood I was. This whole livejournal thing is weird. I am so used to another website, in which I have been pouring thoughts into for years now. And I switched because something was off and I needed to start anew, I guess.
Ah, livejournal. I have faith in you. I suppose.
Events for this week? Rehearsal tomorrow (whoop-dee-doo), bio assignment project thing (bubonic plague...YESSSSS!), "Wicked" on the 16th, failing a EURO make-up quiz, and...wow, this is BORING.
okay, well, then, deciding where I'd like to go in life. I have so many interests and so many options and I just cannot pick one. I love to read, write, paint, photograph, sing, act, yadda yadda yadda and I'm scared that one day I'm going to have to limit my aspirations down to one. I've been telling anyone who asked that I plan on being a "jack of all trades, master of none" and that is honestly how I'd like it to be. I can only make so much money out of the careers I wish to have, so why not do all of them? I would ENJOY it, for Jesuchristo's sake! I wouldn't consider work so much as play and how dare people tell me I can't do what I want. Sorry, parental unit #1 if I don't want to be a flipping nurse (not that there's anything wrong with that). Sorry if I find excitement in more than one field. I love philosophy and psychology and art I want to intertwine as much as possible...okay, so I'm rambling. And I'm not depressed or anything. Please don't take that from this post, I don't really ever get depressed. But I DO get frustrated. And I have to say, now is one of those times.
Well, I think I'll go read "Socrates Cafe" now since I have yet to finish it.
Blah.
I have nothing to do (well, there's homework, but this is a way of avoiding it) and I needed to use a dictionary whilst figuring out which mood I was. This whole livejournal thing is weird. I am so used to another website, in which I have been pouring thoughts into for years now. And I switched because something was off and I needed to start anew, I guess.
Ah, livejournal. I have faith in you. I suppose.
Events for this week? Rehearsal tomorrow (whoop-dee-doo), bio assignment project thing (bubonic plague...YESSSSS!), "Wicked" on the 16th, failing a EURO make-up quiz, and...wow, this is BORING.
okay, well, then, deciding where I'd like to go in life. I have so many interests and so many options and I just cannot pick one. I love to read, write, paint, photograph, sing, act, yadda yadda yadda and I'm scared that one day I'm going to have to limit my aspirations down to one. I've been telling anyone who asked that I plan on being a "jack of all trades, master of none" and that is honestly how I'd like it to be. I can only make so much money out of the careers I wish to have, so why not do all of them? I would ENJOY it, for Jesuchristo's sake! I wouldn't consider work so much as play and how dare people tell me I can't do what I want. Sorry, parental unit #1 if I don't want to be a flipping nurse (not that there's anything wrong with that). Sorry if I find excitement in more than one field. I love philosophy and psychology and art I want to intertwine as much as possible...okay, so I'm rambling. And I'm not depressed or anything. Please don't take that from this post, I don't really ever get depressed. But I DO get frustrated. And I have to say, now is one of those times.
Well, I think I'll go read "Socrates Cafe" now since I have yet to finish it.
Blah.