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you seem to find the dark when everything is bright
you look for all thats wrong instead of all thats right
does it feel good to you to rain on my parade
you never say a word unless its to complain
its driving me insane
if i were you
holding the world right in my hands
the first thing i'd do
is thank the stars for all that i have
if i were you
look what surrounds you now
more than you ever dreamed
have you forgotten just how hard it used to be
so whats it going to take
for you to realize
it all could go away in one blink of an eye
it happens all the time
if i were you
holding the world right in my hands
the first thing i’d do
is thank the stars above
tell the world i love that i do
if i were you
so whats it going to take
for you to realize
it all could go away in one blink of an eye
it happens all the time
if i were you
holding the world right in my hands
the first thing i’d do
is thank the stars above
for the world i love
take a breath and enjoy the view
live the life that i’ve wanted to
if i were you
-Hoobastank
I heard this song on the radio today for the first time. The words seem directed at me. When I get down, I feel guilty for not appreciating the life that I have. Ironically, feeling guilty makes me waste time I could spend enjoying life. This week, things have been vicariously put into perspective for me. For instance, my roommate's dad's house burned down and Steph's grandmother passed away.
This song could also be me speaking to my dad. He always dwells on my faults and these days when he tells me he's proud of me or some such, it feels very fake and insincere. He changed jobs recently and seems more stressed than usual. Despite how many issues I have because of him, I can't help but feel for him. I wish I could convey to him the things that I feel looking at the stars or enjoying a beautiful day. Being so unemotional, he's always been less able to enjoy such things. I'm also envious of his freedom. Despite being 22, I don't feel like an adult. I've felt trapped by school lately, and really regret taking Literature as my minor.
Ah, well. I have this weekend off, so will be using it to get caught up on Lit work. Since the job fair a couple weeks ago, I've been seriously considering working with kids after I graduate. It will take some more research before I make a decision, but it's a positive goal to focus on for the time being.
you look for all thats wrong instead of all thats right
does it feel good to you to rain on my parade
you never say a word unless its to complain
its driving me insane
if i were you
holding the world right in my hands
the first thing i'd do
is thank the stars for all that i have
if i were you
look what surrounds you now
more than you ever dreamed
have you forgotten just how hard it used to be
so whats it going to take
for you to realize
it all could go away in one blink of an eye
it happens all the time
if i were you
holding the world right in my hands
the first thing i’d do
is thank the stars above
tell the world i love that i do
if i were you
so whats it going to take
for you to realize
it all could go away in one blink of an eye
it happens all the time
if i were you
holding the world right in my hands
the first thing i’d do
is thank the stars above
for the world i love
take a breath and enjoy the view
live the life that i’ve wanted to
if i were you
-Hoobastank
I heard this song on the radio today for the first time. The words seem directed at me. When I get down, I feel guilty for not appreciating the life that I have. Ironically, feeling guilty makes me waste time I could spend enjoying life. This week, things have been vicariously put into perspective for me. For instance, my roommate's dad's house burned down and Steph's grandmother passed away.
This song could also be me speaking to my dad. He always dwells on my faults and these days when he tells me he's proud of me or some such, it feels very fake and insincere. He changed jobs recently and seems more stressed than usual. Despite how many issues I have because of him, I can't help but feel for him. I wish I could convey to him the things that I feel looking at the stars or enjoying a beautiful day. Being so unemotional, he's always been less able to enjoy such things. I'm also envious of his freedom. Despite being 22, I don't feel like an adult. I've felt trapped by school lately, and really regret taking Literature as my minor.
Ah, well. I have this weekend off, so will be using it to get caught up on Lit work. Since the job fair a couple weeks ago, I've been seriously considering working with kids after I graduate. It will take some more research before I make a decision, but it's a positive goal to focus on for the time being.