How many months has it been? THREE???
i'm so negligent of this. basically, it kinda died.
but ya know, so much is going on right now, i just either want to right about it all, or not tell a single little bit. ya know? all or nothing.
so im not sure what to do about this. cause of course ill have these random urges to write here. but what good'll it do? who will see it. but personally, its nice to be able to look back in time and see what i was doing back then, and what i would write about in here and whats important to me. i mean come on now, this thing goes all the way back to what, 7th grade? wow. i cant believe i kept it up. and there was even i point in time when i would write in it everyday. sometimes more than once a day. wow, i was definitly lacking a life, but then again, i wasnt in highschool.
and im sorry if thats offensive to people who do keep this up. its not about having too much time on your hands that you do it, its that you have the will to want to do it. sorry, my beef.
i miss combo, i realy hope that doesnt die. i wont let that happen. and my new house's basement is quite large...well...comepared to what i have now...HEY YEAH, its BIG, okay? so we can practice there. but we suck at getting publicity. i mean, we cant play at these coffee houses. well, not exactly, we're JAZZ. no one appreciates that these days. theyd be like BOO, WE WANT SCREAMO. ugh.
on another note, (wow, how is this turning into an entry?) my life is quite a hectic mess about now. thank goodness spring break is only a week away, i might have to fake an illness if it wasnt to get out of some school. oh come on, we al do it, we just need a break everyonce in awhile.
i wonder what is giving me the will to write now? ya know, im really not sure at all. i know i used to tell you what i would do, where i went, who i saw, but ya know, that just doesnt seem like the most important thing these days. its not who your names attatched to, or how many people you know, or how close you are to your friends or how involved your weekend is, its the thoughts and ideas in your head that are important in this world, that will get you places. my mom showed me a great quote the other day; "Small minds talk about people, average minds talk about things, and great minds talk about ideas." or something like that.
where is this coming from?
who is going to read this?
i dont know.
i feel really insecure lately and i cant quite pinpoint why. im NEVER like that. EVER. so i really dont understand it. maybe things'll change, time heals all, right? i just dont think theres much i can do. so why bother? why am i bothering writing and thinking about it, when its out of my hands...or is it? i think i mention it cause its kinda prominent in my mind. there's alot to worry about right now, and my mind doesnt like to rest.
holy hindu cow julia, where is all of this coming from? why are you coming back to all this? what are you doing? whats up with this? whats going on in your head?
but ya know, so much is going on right now, i just either want to right about it all, or not tell a single little bit. ya know? all or nothing.
so im not sure what to do about this. cause of course ill have these random urges to write here. but what good'll it do? who will see it. but personally, its nice to be able to look back in time and see what i was doing back then, and what i would write about in here and whats important to me. i mean come on now, this thing goes all the way back to what, 7th grade? wow. i cant believe i kept it up. and there was even i point in time when i would write in it everyday. sometimes more than once a day. wow, i was definitly lacking a life, but then again, i wasnt in highschool.
and im sorry if thats offensive to people who do keep this up. its not about having too much time on your hands that you do it, its that you have the will to want to do it. sorry, my beef.
i miss combo, i realy hope that doesnt die. i wont let that happen. and my new house's basement is quite large...well...comepared to what i have now...HEY YEAH, its BIG, okay? so we can practice there. but we suck at getting publicity. i mean, we cant play at these coffee houses. well, not exactly, we're JAZZ. no one appreciates that these days. theyd be like BOO, WE WANT SCREAMO. ugh.
on another note, (wow, how is this turning into an entry?) my life is quite a hectic mess about now. thank goodness spring break is only a week away, i might have to fake an illness if it wasnt to get out of some school. oh come on, we al do it, we just need a break everyonce in awhile.
i wonder what is giving me the will to write now? ya know, im really not sure at all. i know i used to tell you what i would do, where i went, who i saw, but ya know, that just doesnt seem like the most important thing these days. its not who your names attatched to, or how many people you know, or how close you are to your friends or how involved your weekend is, its the thoughts and ideas in your head that are important in this world, that will get you places. my mom showed me a great quote the other day; "Small minds talk about people, average minds talk about things, and great minds talk about ideas." or something like that.
where is this coming from?
who is going to read this?
i dont know.
i feel really insecure lately and i cant quite pinpoint why. im NEVER like that. EVER. so i really dont understand it. maybe things'll change, time heals all, right? i just dont think theres much i can do. so why bother? why am i bothering writing and thinking about it, when its out of my hands...or is it? i think i mention it cause its kinda prominent in my mind. there's alot to worry about right now, and my mind doesnt like to rest.
holy hindu cow julia, where is all of this coming from? why are you coming back to all this? what are you doing? whats up with this? whats going on in your head?