Nothing profound comes to mind...
The Universe has a funny way of making the HUGE issues of life seem so insignificant in the long run. It's the little things that need no further thought are always the things that seem to come back and blow the doors off of every-day life. I'm sure someone has already said that in a way that I could never really capture; but, being a literary hack is pretty low on my list of things to worry about.
Warning, B.S. rambling about nothing coming soon.
One month from today, I go back to Conway for mentor training and what not. I don't know what they were thinking when the housing people decided I was the kind of guy people want their kids learning about college from... "Hey you, your room smells funny... try cleaning it." Duh?
One week from tomorrow, I get to play another show. It'll mark the second time I've been really happy this summer. 80% of every day, I think about writing music and playing it with my brothers. This summer has embodied about 2% of my musical desires....Basically, the band is standing still, wasting the most practical time we have to get anything done... Frustrating
Four days from now, I start working at the oh-so-glorius Popeye's Chicken. The other day, I actually turned down a job offer from Sparks hospital here in Ft.Smith because of Popeye's. Yeah, the hospital would look way better on a resume. Then again, I'd be working like, 2x harder for a dollar less per hour...I'm too selfish to let an opportunity like that slip away.
This is the summer where I learn a lot about everyone around me, and learn to deal with people, but learn nothing about myself. Here I am, awake at 3:30 am. I can't sleep because I know that I won't want to get up tomorrow. Risking the Greenday reference, wake me up when july ends.
19 is too young to want to make a difference
old enough to know better
too old to pretend it's someone else's problem
Warning, B.S. rambling about nothing coming soon.
One month from today, I go back to Conway for mentor training and what not. I don't know what they were thinking when the housing people decided I was the kind of guy people want their kids learning about college from... "Hey you, your room smells funny... try cleaning it." Duh?
One week from tomorrow, I get to play another show. It'll mark the second time I've been really happy this summer. 80% of every day, I think about writing music and playing it with my brothers. This summer has embodied about 2% of my musical desires....Basically, the band is standing still, wasting the most practical time we have to get anything done... Frustrating
Four days from now, I start working at the oh-so-glorius Popeye's Chicken. The other day, I actually turned down a job offer from Sparks hospital here in Ft.Smith because of Popeye's. Yeah, the hospital would look way better on a resume. Then again, I'd be working like, 2x harder for a dollar less per hour...I'm too selfish to let an opportunity like that slip away.
This is the summer where I learn a lot about everyone around me, and learn to deal with people, but learn nothing about myself. Here I am, awake at 3:30 am. I can't sleep because I know that I won't want to get up tomorrow. Risking the Greenday reference, wake me up when july ends.
19 is too young to want to make a difference
old enough to know better
too old to pretend it's someone else's problem