most amusing (and insensitive) thing i've heard today :
Farrah Fawcett died and went to heaven. When she got there, God asked her what her one wish would be. She said "I wish that all of the children of the world would be safe." So God killed Michael Jackson.
now all of a sudden, a brilliant burst of clarity came into my head
like an epiphany out of a nebulous haze. of my personal side, suddenly i feel fully aware, fully cognizant and able to source out the path i need and want, based on who i am and how i respond.
it makes me feel good. real good. whether it will be up to the task of handling the storms of life and circumstance i am not sure. but really, it's all suddenly quite clear.
you know what's a real killer in time management?
it's those 1-2 hour blocks in the middle of your day, when you have nothing to do in between commitments. Most people would try to fill that out with schoolwork maybe. For me it's just "oh cool more time to do something inane/stupid/useless". I just enjoy that too much.
In the end, one regret from college life would be that if i had added all those hours of inanity together, i could have achieved so much more. SO MUCH.
but well, there's fun in being unproductive. whole lot. i hope i've taken up my quota of unproductivity for the rest of my life.
Probably not.
i realized in that realm which i have tasted nil success in 6 years
that when i came here, i started on the wrong foot
and it spiraled downwards from there like a flamed out firework
and led to a 4 year streak of successive flameouts
a dismal run, honestly
but even though i tried almost everything that came my way
well, not really, but i tried alot
it never worked out
maybe because i was never really trying
and i really didn't want what i was looking for
just the pride and jolly feelings involved
but in my heart, i really didn't want it
all the other dirty messy stuff
the parts that needed hard work
i really just wanted to have fun
and i guess the failure meant
that my fun always stayed healthy and sensible
and i guess for that i am thankful
for it gave me so many great friends
and so many amazing experiences
things are wrapping up.
it's been a long 4 years.
but after spring break and the tumult of usual contradictions and emotions i went through..
it gave me a clear mind and heart.
and the willingness and readiness to close this chapter of my life. well and fruitfully, to enjoy and savor, but not to linger and yearn.
it's time to move on.
i really think that i have too many photos.
Not that I don't want that many photos. I really do.
But i have too many. is it a sign of over nostalgia? inability to move on?
worldiness? desperate attempt to keep hold of something that will pass away, return to dust, as I will?
or just that I want to remember? I don't want to ever forget.
Even though I probably will.
NEVER
FORGET
WHO YOU ARE.
STAND BY YOUR PRINCIPLES. STAND BY WHO YOUR ROCK IS.
CIRCUMSTANCE MAY BEND YOU, BUT IT'S NOT GOING TO BREAK YOU.
DON'T BE AFRAID TO BE YOURSELF.