drink up baby, look at the stars...
Well another weekend draws to a close. the good thing though is that i don't have school tomorrow so really, there is one more day of freedom. this week is going to be hectic. since there is no school tomorrow everything imaginable is due wednesday or if you are really lucky, tuesday. academic stress is inevitable, but right now i don't even care. The way I see it is that every day is a challenge, and in every day there are going to be things that go wrong, that don't work out, that just plain old suck. But at the same time, no matter how crappy it gets something positive will always be there to balance it out. I believe in this. And I think I am a little more at ease with myself because of it. Able to make mistakes and to be embarrassed and just shrug it off. I mean that is what happens when you do things, sometimes you look like a fool, but I am learning to deal with that. One day at a time, taking the good with the bad.
This weekend was both bad and good at the same time. On the bad side i found out that one of my favorite & probably most influential teachers passed away. it made me really sad for many reasons but maybe most of all sad for the fact that I am not sure that she understood how much she meant to me and to us as a whole. If it were not for that class, things may well have been different. All I know is that she was one of the few people in this world who could understand kids like me and kids like us. I think that class was the one where we all grew up and grew together at the same time. Things were never the same after that and they never will be again. But I do know that there will be good things to come in the future. i think that if everyone were able to get together, maybe we could do something to remember her by, something for a little bit of closure. Sometimes an ending like this is harsh but serves the purpose of reminding us to be grateful for all the good moments in our lives & to appreciate those moments everyday because you never know when that moment will end and you won’t be able to get it back again.
.grabbing onto whatever's around, for the soaring high or the crushing down.
This weekend was both bad and good at the same time. On the bad side i found out that one of my favorite & probably most influential teachers passed away. it made me really sad for many reasons but maybe most of all sad for the fact that I am not sure that she understood how much she meant to me and to us as a whole. If it were not for that class, things may well have been different. All I know is that she was one of the few people in this world who could understand kids like me and kids like us. I think that class was the one where we all grew up and grew together at the same time. Things were never the same after that and they never will be again. But I do know that there will be good things to come in the future. i think that if everyone were able to get together, maybe we could do something to remember her by, something for a little bit of closure. Sometimes an ending like this is harsh but serves the purpose of reminding us to be grateful for all the good moments in our lives & to appreciate those moments everyday because you never know when that moment will end and you won’t be able to get it back again.
.grabbing onto whatever's around, for the soaring high or the crushing down.