i heart ryan adams

[fromthishour]

every time i talk to my dad about my life he convinces me to become a doctor.
it just makes so much sense. he says its about having a skill. he tells me about how everywhere he goes, people respect him and ask for his advice,
i know that this has a lot to do with my dad being pretty much one of the best people on earth,
but i guess he attributes it to his medical expertise.
he gives me the figures, subtract a house and kids and food and cars and insurance and maybe one week of vacation per year, and i will never be able to continue on the way ive been living,
or even remotely close.
i know it makes sense, i know jobs in america are steadily disappearing, and i know i will probably not marry the neurosurgeon i was counting on all these years dabbling in the humanities and social sciences.
so now what. this is bullshit.
maybe God will tell me
even if im not good.
maybe im too impressionable. still, after all these years of trying to become a focused individual.

i hate that cliche scenes from popular films can apply to my life, but i think i am sure now,
i really am in love,
and no, you probably wont be friends,
but its just irrelevant.

so fuck you.