A billion years and a few hundred miles later...
Seriously, this shit sticks around that long?
So be it. I'll update for shits and giggles. Despite the fact this journal is a complete collection my my very early 20's angst you cant really progress if you dont have your past to look upon and call yourself a fucking idiot can you?
So I'm 24 now, 24 and a half to be more exact. Whats different? not a lot and then of course a whole bunch. I'm still basically the same old me. a Dork. So to speak. My liquor tolerance might be a bit better (or in some cases, worse) but i can still look upon this journal with fondness.
There is a lot of stuff here i didn't remember, some i did, other things i wish I'd have forgotten... but such is the way of life. There is most definitely people in this blog i wish i didn't talk to and others I wish I still did.
The bottom line is this journal, at those points in my life (some of which i myself consider to be "pivotal") is who i was. There is not much i can do to change that.
Alas here i am.
Too many years after my last entry, too many glasses of wine to make too much coherent sense. so i suppose i shall just leave you with this quote which i'm sure i've probably posted before by chuck palahniuk.
"We spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or Insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heros or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe its our job to invent something better."
So be it. I'll update for shits and giggles. Despite the fact this journal is a complete collection my my very early 20's angst you cant really progress if you dont have your past to look upon and call yourself a fucking idiot can you?
So I'm 24 now, 24 and a half to be more exact. Whats different? not a lot and then of course a whole bunch. I'm still basically the same old me. a Dork. So to speak. My liquor tolerance might be a bit better (or in some cases, worse) but i can still look upon this journal with fondness.
There is a lot of stuff here i didn't remember, some i did, other things i wish I'd have forgotten... but such is the way of life. There is most definitely people in this blog i wish i didn't talk to and others I wish I still did.
The bottom line is this journal, at those points in my life (some of which i myself consider to be "pivotal") is who i was. There is not much i can do to change that.
Alas here i am.
Too many years after my last entry, too many glasses of wine to make too much coherent sense. so i suppose i shall just leave you with this quote which i'm sure i've probably posted before by chuck palahniuk.
"We spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or Insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heros or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe its our job to invent something better."