not me
smoking cloves, listening to Bloc Party, and walking through the crisp midwinter Seattle weather. if 5 years ago you had told me this would be me, i would have found that utterly impossible(mostly because i had no idea who Bloc Party was at the time). this is not to say i've changed dramatically as a person, or that in any way i'm upset with my life(any more than a typical emo kid is), but rather that my life is so different today than i had ever planned on it being. i'll be 24 in a few months, and it seems like when i entered U of L in 2001 i had a lot more planned out than working two jobs in the pacific northwest. whatever man, shit happens for a reason. if danielle hadn't broken up with me, i still might be in school. if kate hadn't broken up with me, i'd still be in kentucky. what the fuck ever, who cares. shit is what it is, and no one is any worse off because of it. 24 is just a number, not unlike 23.