whats this my 4th post of the day, leslie was right, it is addicting
ok, so here is me being confused as to why when i try to add The Rocky Horror Picture Show to my interests, it dosen't show up, hmmmmm, Laura?
i was reading this magazine the other day and this (more or less, written in chelsea) was in it.
so, here's this theory, luck and happiness work like a wheel, on one side you have happiness and good luck, basicly content-ness (i don't think thats a word). on the other side you have depression, bad luck, un-happiness, the opposite of the other end. and then you have the middle on either side. your wheel, (being round and all) is constantly spinning. sometimes fast and other times slow, and as your wheel moves, you feel whatever side happens to be at the top.
i can't decide if i like this or not. i mean on one hand, that kinda does feel like what is happening to me right now (the end of last school year i was really happy, the summer was mediocre and now things are spinning down), but on the other this supports the idea that you arn't in control of your emotions and stuff. i really don't like the idea that i'm not in control of myself (as cliche as that sounds). and a lot of times, thats not really the way things work out. you could be perfectly content one min, and then get to your next class or something and find out that you failed a big test and be totally fucked. i mean, wheres the middle ground there? i don't know why i even thought about that, i guess i'm looking for some kind of comfort. maybe deep down inside i hope that i'm really not in control of anything at all, and that whoever is in control will see how much i hurt and decide to be merciful. it's caring that gets the best of me, i should stop caring so much about...everything. i'm sick of knowing that theres no one to blame but me. if i didn't care, i woulden't hurt.
Can't get the stink off
He's been hanging round for days
Comes like a comet
Suckered you but not your friends
One day he'll get to you
And teach you how to be a holy cow
You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself
Don't get my sympathy
Hanging out the 15th floor
You've changed the locks three times
He still comes reeling through the door
One day I'll get you
And teach you how to get to purest hell
You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you, you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you, you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself.. yourself.. yourself..
wow, this journal is kinda nice, who knew writing down some of the stuff that i think would calm me down, i sure didn't. writing and aderoll, a perfect couple. ramble ramble ramble, i should go do physics, but i have 0 motivation (you'd think trying to bring up my piss poor grade would be enough, go figure) blahhhh
i'm in such a radiohead mood, i sopose i'll go get the bends and my physics. i'll prolly post again since i'v got nothing better to do.
i was reading this magazine the other day and this (more or less, written in chelsea) was in it.
so, here's this theory, luck and happiness work like a wheel, on one side you have happiness and good luck, basicly content-ness (i don't think thats a word). on the other side you have depression, bad luck, un-happiness, the opposite of the other end. and then you have the middle on either side. your wheel, (being round and all) is constantly spinning. sometimes fast and other times slow, and as your wheel moves, you feel whatever side happens to be at the top.
i can't decide if i like this or not. i mean on one hand, that kinda does feel like what is happening to me right now (the end of last school year i was really happy, the summer was mediocre and now things are spinning down), but on the other this supports the idea that you arn't in control of your emotions and stuff. i really don't like the idea that i'm not in control of myself (as cliche as that sounds). and a lot of times, thats not really the way things work out. you could be perfectly content one min, and then get to your next class or something and find out that you failed a big test and be totally fucked. i mean, wheres the middle ground there? i don't know why i even thought about that, i guess i'm looking for some kind of comfort. maybe deep down inside i hope that i'm really not in control of anything at all, and that whoever is in control will see how much i hurt and decide to be merciful. it's caring that gets the best of me, i should stop caring so much about...everything. i'm sick of knowing that theres no one to blame but me. if i didn't care, i woulden't hurt.
Can't get the stink off
He's been hanging round for days
Comes like a comet
Suckered you but not your friends
One day he'll get to you
And teach you how to be a holy cow
You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself
Don't get my sympathy
Hanging out the 15th floor
You've changed the locks three times
He still comes reeling through the door
One day I'll get you
And teach you how to get to purest hell
You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you, you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you, you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself.. yourself.. yourself..
wow, this journal is kinda nice, who knew writing down some of the stuff that i think would calm me down, i sure didn't. writing and aderoll, a perfect couple. ramble ramble ramble, i should go do physics, but i have 0 motivation (you'd think trying to bring up my piss poor grade would be enough, go figure) blahhhh
i'm in such a radiohead mood, i sopose i'll go get the bends and my physics. i'll prolly post again since i'v got nothing better to do.