back to escuela
So, I begin the adventure known as COLLEGE tomorrow morning. Bright and early at the ass crack of 8 fucking a.m. Yes, I'm enthralled by the thought off being up that early. Better yet, by the thought of actually getting up before the sun goes down. I am excited that I will be actually doing something productive like....learning something...since I don't have a job that consumes every moment of my day and controls everything I do both before and after it. Hence the reason for my updates. I actually have time to sit on my ass...awake. I've been reading a book lately called The Only Bush I Trust is My Own by Periel Aschenbrand. It's a democrat/liberal/feminist/lesbian must read. It's quite funny and her writing style is great. I also ordered the Four Inches book. Mmmm....google it if you dont know what it is.
I've come to the conclusion that no matter what happens in life, something bad is always bound to happen to you. No matter how hard you work for something, how good of a person you are, there is always going to be someone standing in your way of what you want. So, the question is, kill youself moving them, or just let them stand there and take a detour or second route to your desired destination? I choose the latter. I choose to take the second route and meet some wonderful people along the way. Fuck IP. Fuck what happened. I'm not going to allow them to get me down. I have my whole life ahead of me. I know I'm not racist and every black person in the food department knows that. That's all I care about. Everything will be okay. God works in mysterious ways. I know that this is his way of saying GET OUT OF THAT CRAZY PLACE! YOU'RE BETTER THAN THAT!
~Linds
I've come to the conclusion that no matter what happens in life, something bad is always bound to happen to you. No matter how hard you work for something, how good of a person you are, there is always going to be someone standing in your way of what you want. So, the question is, kill youself moving them, or just let them stand there and take a detour or second route to your desired destination? I choose the latter. I choose to take the second route and meet some wonderful people along the way. Fuck IP. Fuck what happened. I'm not going to allow them to get me down. I have my whole life ahead of me. I know I'm not racist and every black person in the food department knows that. That's all I care about. Everything will be okay. God works in mysterious ways. I know that this is his way of saying GET OUT OF THAT CRAZY PLACE! YOU'RE BETTER THAN THAT!
~Linds