"embrace your inner dork"
While I’m skipping Drama skit practice and ignoring studying for Deen, whose class I currently hold a 55% in, I’m doing the necessary things in life, one of which includes updating my livejournal. I’m so cool haha.
Ladies and gentlemen, a huge epiphany: I’ve realized that I don’t have control over anything any more. My whole life, I’ve always been able to discipline myself and have the correct formula for how to do any problem that came my way. Day to day, I’d pattern myself to such stability. This year, it’s as if my mind rebelled against the formulas I made myself set up, and I’ve become, prepare yourself: a scatterbrain. Yes, it’s true, and I’ve accepted the fact as well, whether that is a good or bad thing. Dissolved into one big, distracted, procrastinating, sleep-deprived, out-of-control-minded, scatterbrain. Let us diagnose it as the possible early signs of Senioritise, a disease maturing in me rapidly. I care so much, and yet I don’t at the same time. I’ve fallen in love with every passion I’ve ever had, and lost every passion for logical things that I should have. Logic- what a curious word. Is it better to be logical or passionate?
Just incase anyone’s wondering, my last few weekends have been GRAND. Lol. The best things in this world are the random ones, along with the best places to go, best things to do, and best people to hang out with. Between sitting at Starbucks for 4 hours, violin concerts, driving into yellow posts (No, Sara Stanley, my mom is not Asian.), Pet Co, Men’s Warehouse, Whispering Pines, safe-suicide skits, fried plantains and flan, laughing till literally falling, Wings Plus (Happy 17th, Livi!), among other fun stuff, I believe it’s safe to say my scattered brain has accompanied my lifestyle.
Last, but certainly not least, I’d like to announce: Cory is amazing, I feel so lucky, and I’m the happiest I’ve been in a long time. <3
Ladies and gentlemen, a huge epiphany: I’ve realized that I don’t have control over anything any more. My whole life, I’ve always been able to discipline myself and have the correct formula for how to do any problem that came my way. Day to day, I’d pattern myself to such stability. This year, it’s as if my mind rebelled against the formulas I made myself set up, and I’ve become, prepare yourself: a scatterbrain. Yes, it’s true, and I’ve accepted the fact as well, whether that is a good or bad thing. Dissolved into one big, distracted, procrastinating, sleep-deprived, out-of-control-minded, scatterbrain. Let us diagnose it as the possible early signs of Senioritise, a disease maturing in me rapidly. I care so much, and yet I don’t at the same time. I’ve fallen in love with every passion I’ve ever had, and lost every passion for logical things that I should have. Logic- what a curious word. Is it better to be logical or passionate?
Just incase anyone’s wondering, my last few weekends have been GRAND. Lol. The best things in this world are the random ones, along with the best places to go, best things to do, and best people to hang out with. Between sitting at Starbucks for 4 hours, violin concerts, driving into yellow posts (No, Sara Stanley, my mom is not Asian.), Pet Co, Men’s Warehouse, Whispering Pines, safe-suicide skits, fried plantains and flan, laughing till literally falling, Wings Plus (Happy 17th, Livi!), among other fun stuff, I believe it’s safe to say my scattered brain has accompanied my lifestyle.
Last, but certainly not least, I’d like to announce: Cory is amazing, I feel so lucky, and I’m the happiest I’ve been in a long time. <3