Dec 16, 2008 00:35
I epically fail at school. Epically. (Is that even a word?). Worst quarter at Stanford, EVER. I dislike my major, I really do, and I don't know what to do about it. Le sigh.
I have no idea what I am doing after graduation, and it's scary as hell.
I'm poor as fuck. I should stop spending my money on those prostitutes, damnit.
Despite all this bad stuff, "emo-ness" as Jamie Tam might put it :P, I am desperately trying to remain positive. I have my livelihood. I have my ideals. I have my loved ones. And I have a hot ass girlfriend :D (---> She asked me last week in Spanish. It was super cute/ sexy.)
To tell you the truth, I've always lived in the moment. I just fail at long-term planning, at looking ahead. Hell, growing and dying old is the one thing that scares me the most in this world. This is not to say that I will act recklessly without a care for what happens later. It's just me telling myself that it's now that matters the most to me. And the future will come when it comes, bearing everything it has to hold and I will just have to take that.
Carpe diem bitches.