Well..
What can I say?
In two weeks it will have been a year. So much has changed...so much has become more real. This is because it is. Slowly our parents give us more trust, more responsibility. Sometimes we just take that responsibility on our own will. We want so badly to be grown up and to be our own person that we sometimes oversee the most basic principles of the statement. We actually are changing. Though, if it isn't extreme and noticeable it wont scale to most of us.
Change: When done right, you probably don't even notice it.
I'm talking, of course, about the anniversary of my working at Pizza Hut. Maybe a little bit of college stress is thrown in there too.
Aren't there things I wish I could have done differently? Of course. But in retrospect, I am content in where the result of all of my prior decisions have placed me. I have done things I regret, but my dreams must remain buried in the past, nowhere else.
My former English teacher practically begged for my permission to enter some of my poetry into a contest. It came as a shock to me for many reasons. She told me it made her think about herself and those around her. I was impressed that something I wrote could make someone reevaluate themselves.
Literature: Mind control.
I keep waking up later than I should, even when I am fully rested. Asking myself what my priorities are is pointless, it doesn't always come down to that. I even give myself the same generic answers as though I was being asked by my mother. Sometimes doing everything within your limitations just isn't enough.
We as humans are amazing. We endure. Even when we don't want to. My typing this is proof. No labyrinth is inescapable.
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;] Anywho..
Screamo has been demoted to my second favorite genre.
Acoustic/Alternative is going up.
Hardcore will stay as is.
Country is still out of the picture.
Alison needs to stop stalking me.
Zolof tomorrow will be fun.
FX Saturday will be fun.
3 day vacation from work starting today. w00t
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Hope all is well with all of you. I'm fucking stoked.
-Jared
In two weeks it will have been a year. So much has changed...so much has become more real. This is because it is. Slowly our parents give us more trust, more responsibility. Sometimes we just take that responsibility on our own will. We want so badly to be grown up and to be our own person that we sometimes oversee the most basic principles of the statement. We actually are changing. Though, if it isn't extreme and noticeable it wont scale to most of us.
Change: When done right, you probably don't even notice it.
I'm talking, of course, about the anniversary of my working at Pizza Hut. Maybe a little bit of college stress is thrown in there too.
Aren't there things I wish I could have done differently? Of course. But in retrospect, I am content in where the result of all of my prior decisions have placed me. I have done things I regret, but my dreams must remain buried in the past, nowhere else.
My former English teacher practically begged for my permission to enter some of my poetry into a contest. It came as a shock to me for many reasons. She told me it made her think about herself and those around her. I was impressed that something I wrote could make someone reevaluate themselves.
Literature: Mind control.
I keep waking up later than I should, even when I am fully rested. Asking myself what my priorities are is pointless, it doesn't always come down to that. I even give myself the same generic answers as though I was being asked by my mother. Sometimes doing everything within your limitations just isn't enough.
We as humans are amazing. We endure. Even when we don't want to. My typing this is proof. No labyrinth is inescapable.
----
;] Anywho..
Screamo has been demoted to my second favorite genre.
Acoustic/Alternative is going up.
Hardcore will stay as is.
Country is still out of the picture.
Alison needs to stop stalking me.
Zolof tomorrow will be fun.
FX Saturday will be fun.
3 day vacation from work starting today. w00t
----
Hope all is well with all of you. I'm fucking stoked.
-Jared