Potpies in the air.
i got some food for thought when I began emo-ing over how I haven't progressed much over the last couple years.
i was told things along the lines of "you're still very young, you don't have to be perfect. you don't always have to be moving forward in a straight line. there's a long time for you to figure it out. you don't have to be so worried about establishing yourself right now. everyone grows & progresses differently." stuff like that.
i can't say much in regards to its validity. but it was a bit of advise i actually took to heart. it made me feel better when i saw feeling down. yaya~ thanks for justifying my laziness! kakakak. but seriously, i wonder if i'll be okay, even at the slow pace i've set for myself.
speaking of emo, i just want to say that this is my journal and thus, i will be completely justified in using it to bitch! i understand that everyone has bad days. everyone has a bad week. hell some of us have a bad month or two or three if we get unlucky. we whine, sulk and make ourselves unpleasant to be around when we feel particularly shitty. but we get back up again and move on with our lives, heads held high, driven to make the most of our lives as we can (unless you have chronic depression). my point is that, i know a person or two who just seem to spend every last moment of their lives being sad. always bitching and moaning and groaning and never having much to be happy about EVER. how can you live like that? how can someone spend every day of their existence with nothing to smile for? unless you have some real fucking hardship i don't fathom how anyone can be like this. i hope things look up for them. and that they're not fishing for attention. cause frankly i'm getting tired of seeing so many frowny faces.
i'm writing a fic~! i was suddenly struck with the desire to write. and since i have no original story to show, i have chosen this route. i've been feeling very artsy lately. and i have been expressing it through many mediums~! arts. crafts. now writing. most fanfiction, imo, is painful to read. i find it much more plesant to write than to read other peoples. anyways. i don't know how/where to distribute it when it's done... even after so long, i'm still so unfamiliar with LJ, it's embarrassing. i'm by no means an established author. and i don't write casually, but i'm not terrible at it, so it's taking me a while. i hope someone will find some enjoyment out of it.
how does one establish themselves on lj anyways?