Random Thoughts
I figured going to my dads house in Malibu would be a way to help me understand. I don't know what I was thinking though. The first words out of my fathers mouth besides nice to see you were about my problmes in life. He brought up my failed relationships in the past and went on a rambling that there must be something wrong with me. That is the only way all these girls I've been with have left me. I didn't want to interrupt him because it would only end badly, yet thats just it. My dad feels in order to be happy you need to be in love with someone and havee a relationship. I don't want his input anymore about life. I know he is trying to help me by following a dream of his or something. I guess thats why I would always fall hard for someone or always wear my heart on my sleeve. I don't know what I'm talking about anymore actually. Anyway after we talked I took a nice walk in the rain and I felt like I was in another world. A world escaping the OC and college. I felt as if I were on Mars looking down on earth. It was if time stood still for me and the coyotees were howling in search of a new future. It was as if God was crying over what has happened to the world. Once again I have no idea what I'm talking about. I guess I've been reading too much these last two days. I read Enders game yesterday and I'm halfway through with Enders Shadow. It reminds me of summer of how I gave up Tv to see what I've missed out on.
Alright new subject. Today I went to this upper class gym in Malibu and I felt more out of place and scared, but it passed. This place was huge and flat screen Tv's everywhere. Oh and the people were all fake. Every single person had something fake about them. Lots of old women with fake breasts, people telling others about t.v. shows they've been on or about a celeberity drama. The best part of the gym was beating my dad at basketball. P would be proud because I made a beautiful hook shot. Saddest part was tripping over some weights in front of 100 people and playing it off as something i meant to do. Oh besides that I got a phone call today. I may have an internship set up with Warner Bros in marketing or something. I'll find out more later. It really sounds great...
SO, what now? I can go on ramlbing about life and how I wish a lot of things were different, but then I wouldn't be the same person I am today and I wouldn't know you guys. Anyway take care all and hey Dodgeball is tomorrow.
Alright new subject. Today I went to this upper class gym in Malibu and I felt more out of place and scared, but it passed. This place was huge and flat screen Tv's everywhere. Oh and the people were all fake. Every single person had something fake about them. Lots of old women with fake breasts, people telling others about t.v. shows they've been on or about a celeberity drama. The best part of the gym was beating my dad at basketball. P would be proud because I made a beautiful hook shot. Saddest part was tripping over some weights in front of 100 people and playing it off as something i meant to do. Oh besides that I got a phone call today. I may have an internship set up with Warner Bros in marketing or something. I'll find out more later. It really sounds great...
SO, what now? I can go on ramlbing about life and how I wish a lot of things were different, but then I wouldn't be the same person I am today and I wouldn't know you guys. Anyway take care all and hey Dodgeball is tomorrow.