it's all about me
In English class we were assigned a bunch of poems to read and analyze, mostly by Robert Frost, and one in paticular caught my eye and made me think. Well here it is, The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowning how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I Shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
This just made me think. when do i ever do things just for myself? when do you make selfish decision? most of the time a decision is accomplished with the thought of someone else. i'm not saying this is a bad thing at all. i just wish to make one decision for myself. and when i try to i am confronted with opposition. i'm going to start my life next year, seriously. things are going to be much different. i'm nervous but i want to do this for myself. no, i don't believe i'll become a pro snowboarder, even though it would be nice. i just want to get away. the only things i worry about is losing some of my good friends. i learned long distance friendships have to be wanted by both sides.
Sorry this is just a bunch of rambling on because there is way too much of this sh*t i haven't talk to anyone about. so it comes out sloppy or nothing at all.
One last f*cked up thing! i feel like i was the one always holding back and watching other dive head first, now it's my turn and my feelings are mixed.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowning how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I Shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
This just made me think. when do i ever do things just for myself? when do you make selfish decision? most of the time a decision is accomplished with the thought of someone else. i'm not saying this is a bad thing at all. i just wish to make one decision for myself. and when i try to i am confronted with opposition. i'm going to start my life next year, seriously. things are going to be much different. i'm nervous but i want to do this for myself. no, i don't believe i'll become a pro snowboarder, even though it would be nice. i just want to get away. the only things i worry about is losing some of my good friends. i learned long distance friendships have to be wanted by both sides.
Sorry this is just a bunch of rambling on because there is way too much of this sh*t i haven't talk to anyone about. so it comes out sloppy or nothing at all.
One last f*cked up thing! i feel like i was the one always holding back and watching other dive head first, now it's my turn and my feelings are mixed.