take the long way home
people are so fucking selfish. they really are. i mean even when they do things for other people it's all really for their own personal gain. it's all a power struggle. and i think there's another element to being selfish. not only do people do things solely for their self-gain, but they are also oblivious to people around them. i see that as being doubly selfish. they see what they want to see... and they don't want to see things that won't serve to help them.
there's just so much to notice about another person! i could write a lot about that right now but i think it'd sound funny typed out on here so maybe i'll save that one for notepad. but think about it. hard. and if still nothing comes to you maybe i'll show you my notepad cheatsheat. see even that doesn't make sense.
i don't know i want to DO THINGS and take cool pictures and write cool shit and have records to listen to at the end of the day. and i need way more money than i have. and money should not be a problem.
dude queen covering john lennon's imagine just came on my itunes. that rules.
ha ha i also have every song every played in an ipod commercial. that doesn't rule so much but they make me dance.
how is it 4:57 in the morning and sleep is the last thing on my mind? it's times like this when i realize that i thrive at night. i mean i like sleeping. i like sleeping a lot. and i love dreaming. i really should start a dream journal. it's the waking up part that i hate. plus why sleep when there's better things to be doing? the thought of going to bed before i'm tired makes me anxious and the thought of waking up before noon tomorrow (today?) cranks the anxiety up to dread. i'm too restless to sleep.
sometimes i feel like i'm facing the wind and screaming for it all to slow down but i just get drowned out. but most of the time i whip out my fucking hang glider and i just... fly. it's sweet.
i want to read something that's inspiring and not in the sad-all-the-time way. kinda like how perks was the first time i read it. something that just makes me think. any book suggestions?
i really need to get my grades up before i run out of time to study abroad. there's motivation for something i guess. i dunno a part of me is scared to do it, even though i know it has to happen. i have to get away from this and meet new people. but if i go away and come home after seven months people will be gone. metaphorically if not physically. what if i go away and find myself only to come home to find nothing? that part freaks me out a smidge.
there's just so much to notice about another person! i could write a lot about that right now but i think it'd sound funny typed out on here so maybe i'll save that one for notepad. but think about it. hard. and if still nothing comes to you maybe i'll show you my notepad cheatsheat. see even that doesn't make sense.
i don't know i want to DO THINGS and take cool pictures and write cool shit and have records to listen to at the end of the day. and i need way more money than i have. and money should not be a problem.
dude queen covering john lennon's imagine just came on my itunes. that rules.
ha ha i also have every song every played in an ipod commercial. that doesn't rule so much but they make me dance.
how is it 4:57 in the morning and sleep is the last thing on my mind? it's times like this when i realize that i thrive at night. i mean i like sleeping. i like sleeping a lot. and i love dreaming. i really should start a dream journal. it's the waking up part that i hate. plus why sleep when there's better things to be doing? the thought of going to bed before i'm tired makes me anxious and the thought of waking up before noon tomorrow (today?) cranks the anxiety up to dread. i'm too restless to sleep.
sometimes i feel like i'm facing the wind and screaming for it all to slow down but i just get drowned out. but most of the time i whip out my fucking hang glider and i just... fly. it's sweet.
i want to read something that's inspiring and not in the sad-all-the-time way. kinda like how perks was the first time i read it. something that just makes me think. any book suggestions?
i really need to get my grades up before i run out of time to study abroad. there's motivation for something i guess. i dunno a part of me is scared to do it, even though i know it has to happen. i have to get away from this and meet new people. but if i go away and come home after seven months people will be gone. metaphorically if not physically. what if i go away and find myself only to come home to find nothing? that part freaks me out a smidge.