Seperate's always better when there's feelings involved
It's the 21st century, people; stop being so shallow and judgmental. Yes, I know I have my own idiosyncracies regarding aesthetics as an artist, but at least I know where to draw the line (pun intended) regarding those who see and do things differently.
None of us are perfect. None of us have superpowers. The world doesn't revolve around any one person. And if you're gonna be a douchebag and judge someone solely on their flaws and mistakes, at least focus on the ones that are actually theirs instead of projecting your own onto them.
I'm willing to apologize for not speaking up enough, not being assertive enough, not fighting for myself enough. I will not apologize for the actions/attitudes of others, nor for circumstances beyond anyone's control. Find yourself a new scapegoat.
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I've been doing a lot of reminiscing lately, which sorta fits with my current goal of moving on...you know, get a few good last looks at the past and such. Running through my CD collection has certainly helped fuel this nostalgia spree, especially when listening to songs I haven't heard in years. Remember One Voice? Of course you don't...but I got to feel a bit of an interesting flashback going through their debut album. All things considered, it truly does feel like the summer of '99 right now: burned by developments in immediate/recent history, but ready for and looking forward to whatever's next. A future full of unknowns is scary, but sticking with familiar evils is even scarier.
It's a weird feeling to let things go. I've been told that I'm restricting and limiting myself because of my attitude towards certain people and things, and in a sense it's true. But if anything, I feel a sense of freedom starting to build instead; I just gotta keep my head up and stay moving strong in that direction.
In July '07 my fat ass peaked at 183 pounds, possibly more after that during the most stressful times; in recent weeks I've been holding steady around 162-164, and still slowly shrinking. My ultimate goals may not have been met yet, but in more ways than one I'm definitely on the path to rid some ugly weight from my life... ;)
None of us are perfect. None of us have superpowers. The world doesn't revolve around any one person. And if you're gonna be a douchebag and judge someone solely on their flaws and mistakes, at least focus on the ones that are actually theirs instead of projecting your own onto them.
I'm willing to apologize for not speaking up enough, not being assertive enough, not fighting for myself enough. I will not apologize for the actions/attitudes of others, nor for circumstances beyond anyone's control. Find yourself a new scapegoat.
...
I've been doing a lot of reminiscing lately, which sorta fits with my current goal of moving on...you know, get a few good last looks at the past and such. Running through my CD collection has certainly helped fuel this nostalgia spree, especially when listening to songs I haven't heard in years. Remember One Voice? Of course you don't...but I got to feel a bit of an interesting flashback going through their debut album. All things considered, it truly does feel like the summer of '99 right now: burned by developments in immediate/recent history, but ready for and looking forward to whatever's next. A future full of unknowns is scary, but sticking with familiar evils is even scarier.
It's a weird feeling to let things go. I've been told that I'm restricting and limiting myself because of my attitude towards certain people and things, and in a sense it's true. But if anything, I feel a sense of freedom starting to build instead; I just gotta keep my head up and stay moving strong in that direction.
In July '07 my fat ass peaked at 183 pounds, possibly more after that during the most stressful times; in recent weeks I've been holding steady around 162-164, and still slowly shrinking. My ultimate goals may not have been met yet, but in more ways than one I'm definitely on the path to rid some ugly weight from my life... ;)