What to say...that always seems to be the question lately when I come on to blog. Of course, all the more intelligent people in the world just don't blog unless they have something to say. I always seem to have things to say, but at the last minute decide I don't want to blog about it.
A lot of confidential stuff going on lately. What happens in the band room, stays in the band room. What happens at Brad's house stays in Brad's house. What is said in Chloe's car stays in Chloe's car.
I'm slowly getting my life back in order. I know I keep saying by the end of the week I'll be caught up. So I'm not going to say it again. But it is coming closer, I swear.
Hopefully the questioning myself will stop soon as well. It's getting kinda tiresome. I don't entirely hate it. I do like contemplating life and other such things. But I don't have time to be questioning myself. Do you know how hard it is to get things done when you're constantly wondering if you're really doing what's best for you in life? It's very difficult, and I don't have time for any more difficulties.
However, Harker is pretty much the best teacher ever. I wish I had his level of thinking.
Actually, I wish I had the level of most people's thinking, really. It seems like everybody is more creative than me, or they're better with words, or they make things more meaningful, or they just generally get more out of life that I do.
Which all leads back to the whole questioning myself, and the 'what the heck am I doing with my life, and is it worth it?' kinda thing.
Interesting fact: the phrase 'bane of my existence' isn't referring to a good thing. Go figure.
Other interesting fact: Apparently I give lap dances for 6$ Thanks for that one Erik.
Have I ever mentioned I love getting together with people? It's true that occasionally I do need some me-time, or at least a temporary personal bubble, but generally I could hang out with people forever. Only problem is I am a musician, and practicing is usually something you do on your own.
I have no idea where my blog is going anymore. I need to get a job, because if I keep putting it off until I have more free time, I'll never get one.
I also need to leave now to do homework, because if I don't...well, see the above result and apply it here.
"No she didn't make it, actually. It was...an aunt of some variety...I believe."
1 year ago