A better day
Here's hoping today is a better day.
Yesterday was rough.
I think that my kick in the pants quota has been met.
Can something nice please happen?
Like some luck to balance the ridiculous amount of hard work?
Sort of makes me question...At what point do I come to terms with the fact that maybe it wasn't meant to be?
I feel like I've ignored all the hints and just continued to blaze stupidly ahead.
And I do feel like the term stupid is appropriate.
As emo as this sounds...I feel better today.
But yesterday was low. really low. The kind of low that made me want to go back to the banks and quit cold turkey... and made me question why I'm getting this stupid useless degree. I'm going to graduate with NOTHING to show for my hard work but a piece of paper. 'Cause I'm coming to terms with the fact that the likelihood of my getting a dancing job that doesn't involve taking my clothes of is very minimal.
At this point I have put in so much hard work. My dedication has been pretty much flawless. There isn't a point in time that I can go back to and say "well maybe if I had done that then I would be better." Cause I've done everything and I'm pretty much nowhere in the grander scheme of things.
So what am I going to do. The intelligent thing is certainly not the answer.
Bus is here,
bye.
Yesterday was rough.
I think that my kick in the pants quota has been met.
Can something nice please happen?
Like some luck to balance the ridiculous amount of hard work?
Sort of makes me question...At what point do I come to terms with the fact that maybe it wasn't meant to be?
I feel like I've ignored all the hints and just continued to blaze stupidly ahead.
And I do feel like the term stupid is appropriate.
As emo as this sounds...I feel better today.
But yesterday was low. really low. The kind of low that made me want to go back to the banks and quit cold turkey... and made me question why I'm getting this stupid useless degree. I'm going to graduate with NOTHING to show for my hard work but a piece of paper. 'Cause I'm coming to terms with the fact that the likelihood of my getting a dancing job that doesn't involve taking my clothes of is very minimal.
At this point I have put in so much hard work. My dedication has been pretty much flawless. There isn't a point in time that I can go back to and say "well maybe if I had done that then I would be better." Cause I've done everything and I'm pretty much nowhere in the grander scheme of things.
So what am I going to do. The intelligent thing is certainly not the answer.
Bus is here,
bye.