Rain, rain, it's here to stay. Today, today.

Oct 10, 2007 02:08

Rawr. I'm writing this in response and refection of a few things.

Do or Die.
Commit 100% or none at all.
All or nothing.

I try to live by this, I try to do more of the "Do" part, but most of the time I "Die."
Hmm.. Be more active, noted.

Rain.
I love the first rain in a long time. And no because it's slippery on the roads, DO NOT EVEN FUCKING THINK OF SPEEDING IN THE RAIN. NOT SHITTING. SPEED + CAR + RAIN = REALLY FUCKING BAD. Anyway, rain is nice. I don't like be wet and miserable, but I do like the rain. Maybe it reminds me of a simpler time when there wasn't essays and studying and jobs. I though about moving to oregon or to washington to get away and into the cloudy rain. I like the clouds too. Sunshine and warm days are cool, but having an overcast day, one where you don't have to squint outside, that is a nice day. Relaxed face. Ah. Rain.
I hear it rains warm in the south, Florida? I don't to go there, it's full of weirdos and old people. And before you comment, I am not THAT old. (joke in there somewhere) But to stand in the rain, like standing in the warm shower, relaxing. Now the rain is stopping. Or slowing at least.

I have a cough. It is annoying. I also feel like I've been sick since I was at PDX LAN. That was last weekend of August. Now it is October! It dose feel like October. The wind that goes by, the rain now, and soon trees will be shedding their summer colors.

Did I mention in here that I don't want to celebrate chirstmas? Or my birthday I think. I'm tired of the commercialism, and the whole crapload of crap that is fed to everyone every year. To make this holiday season great, for me, better than any gift, would be to simply spend time with my friends. Chill time, out time, any time. As far as my birthday goes, I havn't thought much of it in years past, other than feeling my age. I wish i could forget my birthday, but it's hard to because of its' date. I think I might go on a hike for my birthday. Or, if I have the money, a drive. Through the hills. Breakneck speeds. Twisty, windy roads. I just need the engine to be more quiet. More Rain.

I fail at advice. I once said "I'm good with advice" to which my friend replied "What." "Uh.. I said, 'I'm good with a vice.'" Probably should have stuck with the later, the first one seems to fail me. I feel like I can give it out and that I know a lot, and therefore my advice should be good, but I find that I can't even listen to my own advice, or other peoples. I suppose I'm a masochist. Not in a physical sense, although I still do laugh when I knock myself in a certain way. I fell like I screw myself over on purpose. Hopefully I'm learning my lesson each time.

I hate starting typing and then getting bored, but it's happening again. I can't wait till Friday, seeing my friend. Better be okay, or I won't be :( But we'll talk, and hopfully afterwards I'll be able to do some "Do"ing instead of "Die"ing.
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