Well hello there, how are you? Me i'm still me. Transitioning from school to non-school life. Finish up finals next week and then the next week is back to work. Oh well i guess that's just one more motivation for staying in school, work reminds me of what i'd be doing without a degree. Then again my fear is that i'll graduate with this expensive degree and not get any job that i couldn't have gotten before i did all this.
I don't know why i thought to put a picture up, but here it is. That's me, just some rando, but i can't help hating how unphotogenic i am. It's annoying, i look back and there are no pictures of me with all my different hair colors or doing the stupid shit i did cause i wouldn't let people take pictures or just no one was there to take a picture.
"and you know something is happening here, but you don't know what it is..." ~ Bob Dylan. That line is telling in more way than one. When i try to think of what's going on with me to write it on here all i can think of is that line. Besides the fact that i feel like something is going on but unable to figure out what it is... ok or maybe i can but don't want to accept it, I also am feeling a bit like that character. Ok, I know it sounds terrible, you're not supposed to live according to lyrics and i don't, i just get them so when i think of myself i sometimes think in those terms cause they can express shit better than i ever could. Yeah i didn't explain that well, i just meant it like chicken and the egg, i didn't hear shit and then feel that way, i felt that way and then heard lyrics that made sense to me. Ok i guess i'm off on some tangent about lyrics and personality that's pretty uninteresting, sorry. The only point was that i'm at a point where i didn't want to be personally and options seem to be dwindling and i don't like the answers that present themselves... yes i know i speak vaguely but thats how i am, i keep shit way close to the chest, sure you can't let anyone in, but this way i'm safe...
Music ~ Nirvana - I Hate Myself And I Want To Die
I don't know why i thought to put a picture up, but here it is. That's me, just some rando, but i can't help hating how unphotogenic i am. It's annoying, i look back and there are no pictures of me with all my different hair colors or doing the stupid shit i did cause i wouldn't let people take pictures or just no one was there to take a picture.
"and you know something is happening here, but you don't know what it is..." ~ Bob Dylan. That line is telling in more way than one. When i try to think of what's going on with me to write it on here all i can think of is that line. Besides the fact that i feel like something is going on but unable to figure out what it is... ok or maybe i can but don't want to accept it, I also am feeling a bit like that character. Ok, I know it sounds terrible, you're not supposed to live according to lyrics and i don't, i just get them so when i think of myself i sometimes think in those terms cause they can express shit better than i ever could. Yeah i didn't explain that well, i just meant it like chicken and the egg, i didn't hear shit and then feel that way, i felt that way and then heard lyrics that made sense to me. Ok i guess i'm off on some tangent about lyrics and personality that's pretty uninteresting, sorry. The only point was that i'm at a point where i didn't want to be personally and options seem to be dwindling and i don't like the answers that present themselves... yes i know i speak vaguely but thats how i am, i keep shit way close to the chest, sure you can't let anyone in, but this way i'm safe...
Music ~ Nirvana - I Hate Myself And I Want To Die