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It really is a shame that I don't update this journal more often. Then again, since all I seem to write are depressing entries, maybe the fact that I haven't been writing much is a good sign.
My mom came home from the hospital after having some sort of vertebrae fusion done because had really bad pain. Each day, she's getting a little stronger, and is walking a little bit better. Maybe she is complaining, but the fact that is that things could really be far more worse. She's lucky she had it done now before it became a matter of life and death, and now when she recovers, she should be back to top form. She hates being cooped up, and is always looking for shit to do. That's the same way my day was, actully. Being home from work for a month really bothered him, and he was happy to go back to work. I'm tempted to say I don't really understand it, but then I realize that vacations can drag on in the same way, and I too long for school after a long period of doing absolutely nothing.
The band has been getting tigher later, which is nice. I really have nothing to say about it though. I enjoy most of the songs we're playing, but others I know I'm going to just be going through the motions. For example, the Rage songs, Chevelle, and Silverchair are really entertaining and fun to play. Our song will be a lot better once it's really tight. I don't like playing Everlong much, but I guess I have to admit that it's a nice change of pace.
I need to not let stupid shit phaze me so much though. I let little comments get inside my head and eat away at me for no reason. Especially when I know the shit being said is not true. Maybe it's just immaturity on my part, but either way, sometimes I get thinking, and it becomes like this massive snowball rolling down a hill: it keeps getting bigger and gaining speed, and you can't stop that shit before you get crushed. I don't think I'm getting depressed, but when it comes to self-image and self-esteem, it's more of a one step forward, two steps back kind of thing. What I need to do is let the people who raise me up be my inspiration and let the shit that the ones that drag me down say go in one ear and out the other.
EDIT:[emo]It's a new day.[/emo]
Well, I think that's more than enough for you all to chew on until next time. Hopefully next time won't be a month or even a week. As with all things, we'll see what happens.
Peace.
My mom came home from the hospital after having some sort of vertebrae fusion done because had really bad pain. Each day, she's getting a little stronger, and is walking a little bit better. Maybe she is complaining, but the fact that is that things could really be far more worse. She's lucky she had it done now before it became a matter of life and death, and now when she recovers, she should be back to top form. She hates being cooped up, and is always looking for shit to do. That's the same way my day was, actully. Being home from work for a month really bothered him, and he was happy to go back to work. I'm tempted to say I don't really understand it, but then I realize that vacations can drag on in the same way, and I too long for school after a long period of doing absolutely nothing.
The band has been getting tigher later, which is nice. I really have nothing to say about it though. I enjoy most of the songs we're playing, but others I know I'm going to just be going through the motions. For example, the Rage songs, Chevelle, and Silverchair are really entertaining and fun to play. Our song will be a lot better once it's really tight. I don't like playing Everlong much, but I guess I have to admit that it's a nice change of pace.
I need to not let stupid shit phaze me so much though. I let little comments get inside my head and eat away at me for no reason. Especially when I know the shit being said is not true. Maybe it's just immaturity on my part, but either way, sometimes I get thinking, and it becomes like this massive snowball rolling down a hill: it keeps getting bigger and gaining speed, and you can't stop that shit before you get crushed. I don't think I'm getting depressed, but when it comes to self-image and self-esteem, it's more of a one step forward, two steps back kind of thing. What I need to do is let the people who raise me up be my inspiration and let the shit that the ones that drag me down say go in one ear and out the other.
EDIT:[emo]It's a new day.[/emo]
Well, I think that's more than enough for you all to chew on until next time. Hopefully next time won't be a month or even a week. As with all things, we'll see what happens.
Peace.