notoriety
notoriety. interesting word.
i haven't had the most amount of friends in the world. growing up, we always moved around a lot, and i never really had one "group" of friends. moving into highschool, i found that i knew lots of different people in different social circles, but wasn't really affixed to one myself.
over the past year, as my entrence into the military gets closer, i've been trying to reach out more to past aquantences. it's been an eye-opening expereince. i've fucked up in the past. no one's perfect. but it's really interesting to find out which memories stick with people, and which don't. i used to really care what other people thought about me (too much, granted) and wanted to be liked and well recieved. after reflecting about my past, and talking with some long-ago friends, i realized the image that has stuck most in people's minds when they think of "kevin anderson" is a notorous one. not in a good way. lots of people know me.
i was usually referred to as "kevin anderson"- never just kevin (my full name was used even more frequently with people whom i was less close to.) lots of people also know things about me- no one knows the whole story though. it was with much regret that i came to the realization that the lasting impressions that a good number of people had about me weren't good ones. i don't need to go into details, but if i spent any amount of time in the same social circle as you you'd probably know a couple. i've been trying to rebuild these old relationships, so hopefully more people will realize that ME, MYSELF, I am a good person. all the things that go along with "kevin anderson", for the most part, are no longer there.
i am a completely different person than the one that any of my previous classmates have known. my life has amounted a good quantity of dynamicism and synergy. i'm bound for big and great things, yet i only see the gap between me and my classmates growing bigger and bigger. people are trying to get degrees, find careers, and set their life's track and settle down. not for me, sorry. i'm going to grow and change a lot in the coming years. i will probably lose contact with all of the people i had known in highschool, and only keep just a handful of the friends that i have now. that's just teh way it is, and if i'm going to achieve my dreams, it is how things will have to be. here's a whitesnake song that should convey the feelings (not the full song):
I don't know where I'm goin
but I sure know where I've been
hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again.
Tho' I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for.
Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.
so, here I go again. watch out world.
i haven't had the most amount of friends in the world. growing up, we always moved around a lot, and i never really had one "group" of friends. moving into highschool, i found that i knew lots of different people in different social circles, but wasn't really affixed to one myself.
over the past year, as my entrence into the military gets closer, i've been trying to reach out more to past aquantences. it's been an eye-opening expereince. i've fucked up in the past. no one's perfect. but it's really interesting to find out which memories stick with people, and which don't. i used to really care what other people thought about me (too much, granted) and wanted to be liked and well recieved. after reflecting about my past, and talking with some long-ago friends, i realized the image that has stuck most in people's minds when they think of "kevin anderson" is a notorous one. not in a good way. lots of people know me.
i was usually referred to as "kevin anderson"- never just kevin (my full name was used even more frequently with people whom i was less close to.) lots of people also know things about me- no one knows the whole story though. it was with much regret that i came to the realization that the lasting impressions that a good number of people had about me weren't good ones. i don't need to go into details, but if i spent any amount of time in the same social circle as you you'd probably know a couple. i've been trying to rebuild these old relationships, so hopefully more people will realize that ME, MYSELF, I am a good person. all the things that go along with "kevin anderson", for the most part, are no longer there.
i am a completely different person than the one that any of my previous classmates have known. my life has amounted a good quantity of dynamicism and synergy. i'm bound for big and great things, yet i only see the gap between me and my classmates growing bigger and bigger. people are trying to get degrees, find careers, and set their life's track and settle down. not for me, sorry. i'm going to grow and change a lot in the coming years. i will probably lose contact with all of the people i had known in highschool, and only keep just a handful of the friends that i have now. that's just teh way it is, and if i'm going to achieve my dreams, it is how things will have to be. here's a whitesnake song that should convey the feelings (not the full song):
I don't know where I'm goin
but I sure know where I've been
hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again.
Tho' I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for.
Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.
so, here I go again. watch out world.