Dec 13, 2006 03:22
I'm going to florida this week. Hopefully by thursday I will be looking into many familiar eyes.
Eyes that showed me undying gratitude and whose eyes who ultimately shaped the person that you all know and love today.
I find myself staring off into space remembering all the events that took place and wondering how everyone has changed. And I only think this because I know that I've changed immensily. I have the change to get to 're-know' some of the best friends I've ever had. People that I knew that I could trust because I had to gain their trust first, and with me being the new kid, I had no problem doing that, and they ended up with something special that they can't ever replace.
I just have to watch my tongue.
I had a heartfelt conversation with Doug and Caty today about lives and destinies and all that cosmic whatnots.
My life has been and nmostly is relatively boring.
No major deaths, no addictions, no abusive parentals.
I sat in my room drawing pictures or reading or playing video games since the age of 4.
Didn't curse until about the 9th grade.
Didn't take one drink until my 17th year.
Only one puff of pot.
Two instances of physical relations.
My imagination kept me busy.
And I slept my weekends away just to watch late night cable.
I'm a sheltered kid. And most of the time it was my own fault - because I was the new guy.
And because I'm always that new kid, I've become relatively incapable of hate.
I just hate what people do, but not they themselves.
But I don't think I would change too many things about my childhood.
Sure I'd like to know what it would be like to have a father
or to stay in one place for my entire life
or even have the same friends throughout my entire life.
But y'know, I couldn't stand to be one of those black guys who model themselves after a television channel, or one of those nerdy guys who often get looked over and not thought twice about. I'm fortunate enough to have my own unique blend that stands out, and has been tried to be copied (sorry, I just had to flatter myself).
And yeah, I'm happy with who I am, and I suppose that once I up and find someone that likes me for me, I'll be twice as happy all the time.
And when the times comes for that moment, I think I'll be ready.
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