time for a new...not so long journal tonight.
i got back from a trip to my old college from visiting some friends of mine. It was so-so, i wasnt able to spend a lot of time with them, for overly complicated reasons, but, im still happy i went.
other than that. thats really it.
fun huh? *sigh*
Question: If you could bave dinner with any 3 people....who would they be?
me:
bob yucker - cause hes hella cool
socrates - cause hes super smart
michael jackson - cause i wanna know what fucked him up so much
i got back from a trip to my old college from visiting some friends of mine. It was so-so, i wasnt able to spend a lot of time with them, for overly complicated reasons, but, im still happy i went.
other than that. thats really it.
fun huh? *sigh*
Question: If you could bave dinner with any 3 people....who would they be?
me:
bob yucker - cause hes hella cool
socrates - cause hes super smart
michael jackson - cause i wanna know what fucked him up so much
So ive been up all night tossing and turning with my mind racing a mile a minute...so i thought id write some stuff down....and its gonna be long so bear with me.
a really good friend of mines dad might have cancer, and that sucks. So all night ive been thinking about, what if i only had 6 months to live, or a year? I mean would i be satisfied with my life up to that point? or for that matter could i ever be? what constitutes a good life...money...power...children...love? or is it simply the fact that i exsisted?
Its easy to look at other people and be just blow away by what they did. I dont feel like im going anywhere, and im getting there god-awful slow. Alexander the great conquered half the known world before he was 30. Albert Einstein completed his theory of relitivity at 36...im 21, and about all i can say ive to this point is...watched a lot of TV. Granted i cant be expected to overtake the world or redefine how we live in the form of giant mathmatical equasions, but youd think id have something to show for myself.
Come to think of it, i really dont even have any lifetime goals. I have trouble thinking ahead 6 months....let alone 60 years. Why the fuck do i even go to school? I have no idea what im doing with myself half the time. Its been one too many times i want to "forest gump-it" and start running, run away....or maybe to something new. The world has so many beautiful things to offer to those who have the balls to see it. Grand Canyon, Glacial Ice flows, bigfoot(assuming it exists)....but for that matter human history has just as many friggin mind blowingly amazing things...(ugh, im just ranting on an on...sorry) these are the things that keep me up at night, and why i never get enough sleep. I dont know.......
I wonder what ill think about myself after i die, or what others will think. Have i led a good life? I can say that ive never lifted up a dogs hind legs and pushed it around like a wheelbarrow, and ive never killed anyone...so thats a plus right? Ive always thought of the afterlife like walking out of a theatre...so i wonder if ill say "man that fucking sucked, that was so not worth my 10 bucks." or will i want to go back and do it again? I think thats a fair question....but in life....nothings fair.
so if youve red this far...im amazed....and i thank you for it.
but one last question for you....
think about this. where did the universe come from? planets, stars, empty space, all that stuff. where'd it come from? how does something come from nothing? for that matter what does nothing look like? is it just black? or is it something else like pink? is it possible that the universe has ALWAYS been here, and if so, how the fuck does that work? I mean...how can there always have been something. it had to come from somewhere right? am i the only one that thinks about this shit? god i hope not..
a really good friend of mines dad might have cancer, and that sucks. So all night ive been thinking about, what if i only had 6 months to live, or a year? I mean would i be satisfied with my life up to that point? or for that matter could i ever be? what constitutes a good life...money...power...children...love? or is it simply the fact that i exsisted?
Its easy to look at other people and be just blow away by what they did. I dont feel like im going anywhere, and im getting there god-awful slow. Alexander the great conquered half the known world before he was 30. Albert Einstein completed his theory of relitivity at 36...im 21, and about all i can say ive to this point is...watched a lot of TV. Granted i cant be expected to overtake the world or redefine how we live in the form of giant mathmatical equasions, but youd think id have something to show for myself.
Come to think of it, i really dont even have any lifetime goals. I have trouble thinking ahead 6 months....let alone 60 years. Why the fuck do i even go to school? I have no idea what im doing with myself half the time. Its been one too many times i want to "forest gump-it" and start running, run away....or maybe to something new. The world has so many beautiful things to offer to those who have the balls to see it. Grand Canyon, Glacial Ice flows, bigfoot(assuming it exists)....but for that matter human history has just as many friggin mind blowingly amazing things...(ugh, im just ranting on an on...sorry) these are the things that keep me up at night, and why i never get enough sleep. I dont know.......
I wonder what ill think about myself after i die, or what others will think. Have i led a good life? I can say that ive never lifted up a dogs hind legs and pushed it around like a wheelbarrow, and ive never killed anyone...so thats a plus right? Ive always thought of the afterlife like walking out of a theatre...so i wonder if ill say "man that fucking sucked, that was so not worth my 10 bucks." or will i want to go back and do it again? I think thats a fair question....but in life....nothings fair.
so if youve red this far...im amazed....and i thank you for it.
but one last question for you....
think about this. where did the universe come from? planets, stars, empty space, all that stuff. where'd it come from? how does something come from nothing? for that matter what does nothing look like? is it just black? or is it something else like pink? is it possible that the universe has ALWAYS been here, and if so, how the fuck does that work? I mean...how can there always have been something. it had to come from somewhere right? am i the only one that thinks about this shit? god i hope not..
well...its about that time for a new journal, so why not write it in rhyme....
nothing is really new just mostly school
which is pretty cool, cause its just like preschool
i sit and draw or paint for three hours a day
which on the inside, makes me go "hooray!"
ive just started so its all pretty easy
in fact...id say its down right breezy
going to visit some old college buddies in november
theyre two awesome girls, probably my best friends
though i just had a little fight with one of them, we should make ammends
it should be fun, cool, and sweet
plus its been awhile since we had a chance to meet
i figure when i get back ill get a job
that way i dont sit around the house like a cheap slob
no idea what ill do
maybe try niketown and sell a shoe, or two.
either way ill figure something out
when i do...ill make sure to give you a shout!
so im getting tired of writing this dumbass journal
i could probably sit here and write eternal-ly
wouldnt that be kingly?
i think not! so im done.
nothing is really new just mostly school
which is pretty cool, cause its just like preschool
i sit and draw or paint for three hours a day
which on the inside, makes me go "hooray!"
ive just started so its all pretty easy
in fact...id say its down right breezy
going to visit some old college buddies in november
theyre two awesome girls, probably my best friends
though i just had a little fight with one of them, we should make ammends
it should be fun, cool, and sweet
plus its been awhile since we had a chance to meet
i figure when i get back ill get a job
that way i dont sit around the house like a cheap slob
no idea what ill do
maybe try niketown and sell a shoe, or two.
either way ill figure something out
when i do...ill make sure to give you a shout!
so im getting tired of writing this dumbass journal
i could probably sit here and write eternal-ly
wouldnt that be kingly?
i think not! so im done.
well the deftones show was awesome!!! infact so good that i didnt even make it to the second show with clutch. I just couldnt leave. they played for 2 hours, played every song i wanted to hear...just awesome!!
ok so now its like....20 hours until the clutch deftones show. and better yet theres an after party with clutch..and theyre gonna play a full set, and, its 21 and over...so i can get piss ass drunk at it too!! what could be better!?
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Ok...so i got called out on my "theorhetical", yes, "theorhetical" absence of a journal entry. I think a smiley face is good enough of one, but, I guess some wouldn't agree with that. So here it is, in my own words, syllables, and speaking of syllables notice how i refrain from speaking monosyllabicaly (new word for you kids to learn). School started earlier this week, its good so far, should be for how much i pay. Basically im just living until the Clutch/Deftones show on Oct. 24th...then i can die or finish living my ornate irksome life happy.
