Its been long enough, to be honest; it has actually been since I was twenty that I have posted. I basically broke the promise that I would definitely pump out one post a week, but what the hell. Oddly enough, none of that lost time had been spent drinking. So, lets get started.
Yeah, February 7th was my big day. Legal enough to drink, but still naive enough to be convinced that I could make some sort of social impact by actually not drinking; as if my choices have the ability to affect others around me. For the most part, going out and eating with family and Wes and turning down the drink just led to series of questions with hollow answers to follow. But whatever, Im twenty-one and regardless, I dont feel any different. I mean, perhaps I do, if we look seven years back or something, I probably would have beaten the crap out of my younger self. No hard feelings for me, however.
I guess theres a sort of bittersweet feeling that comes with this month. My latest theme has been if it wasnt for bad luck, I wouldnt have any luck at all. Although, truth be told, I just cant let myself give in that easily. In life I still have a lot to learn. Sure, I can toil away on silly assigned projects and get strangely mixed receptions and I can try to change things, I can try lots of things, yet I still know so little. Maybe it's birthdays that do this to me.
When was the last time that I promised that I would find a way to bring out the adventurous child in everyone? Perhaps I still do, but if I am going to make it, if we are going to make it, someone has to finally stop and face the time that we have. I like this place, I like this school, and besides the parking tickets and joblessness, things are pretty great. I think I am still trying to swallow life.
Perhaps it really comes with the lack of life there really is at DSU. And I could apologize, but I am going to make what is hopefully my last- point, about DSU. It was great there, easy, a breeze. Of course personal lives get messed up and things get swirled around, but it never really changes. Things kept moving. To parallel Kingdom Hearts, I was stuck on an island. Perhaps there is no big dilemma that I need to face or any darkness that I need to face out there, but there was isolation. It was sort of too much paradise. I could go anywhere, do anything, I never really ran out of money and I never really had to be that responsible for things. I had everything I would ever need at DSU, but I would still be isolated. I would still have a job, but I would still be a child, well taken care of. The only thing that leaves a bad taste in my mouth is that here at MCAD, I still feel like I am on my little raft and I have yet to settle down. This could become a home, a place that I stay, but should I? I cant shake the feeling that my time here is limited, that I have so much to do next.
Anyhow, over the weekend, I was happily reunited with some of the greatest friends I will ever know. It was fun, the lack of sleep and the time spent making jokes and reflecting. I wonder now, though, as lives are changing, where is each of us headed? Where will the maelstrom take is next?
Questions and projects are sort of drowning me these days. I guess the best things I have right now are quotes, the lack of cable television has kept us watching movies and sucking music like its going out of style. I suggest you just take a few hundred dollars and go spend it on the following media to know what I am getting at: Live (all CDs), Streetlight Manifesto and Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution (all CDs), Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, GoodFellas, Beetlejuice, Pulp Fiction. Gah just ask anyone with a good music/movie collection, like Paul, to lend you something.
Well it is time to wrap things up. I am out for now.
Yeah, February 7th was my big day. Legal enough to drink, but still naive enough to be convinced that I could make some sort of social impact by actually not drinking; as if my choices have the ability to affect others around me. For the most part, going out and eating with family and Wes and turning down the drink just led to series of questions with hollow answers to follow. But whatever, Im twenty-one and regardless, I dont feel any different. I mean, perhaps I do, if we look seven years back or something, I probably would have beaten the crap out of my younger self. No hard feelings for me, however.
I guess theres a sort of bittersweet feeling that comes with this month. My latest theme has been if it wasnt for bad luck, I wouldnt have any luck at all. Although, truth be told, I just cant let myself give in that easily. In life I still have a lot to learn. Sure, I can toil away on silly assigned projects and get strangely mixed receptions and I can try to change things, I can try lots of things, yet I still know so little. Maybe it's birthdays that do this to me.
When was the last time that I promised that I would find a way to bring out the adventurous child in everyone? Perhaps I still do, but if I am going to make it, if we are going to make it, someone has to finally stop and face the time that we have. I like this place, I like this school, and besides the parking tickets and joblessness, things are pretty great. I think I am still trying to swallow life.
Perhaps it really comes with the lack of life there really is at DSU. And I could apologize, but I am going to make what is hopefully my last- point, about DSU. It was great there, easy, a breeze. Of course personal lives get messed up and things get swirled around, but it never really changes. Things kept moving. To parallel Kingdom Hearts, I was stuck on an island. Perhaps there is no big dilemma that I need to face or any darkness that I need to face out there, but there was isolation. It was sort of too much paradise. I could go anywhere, do anything, I never really ran out of money and I never really had to be that responsible for things. I had everything I would ever need at DSU, but I would still be isolated. I would still have a job, but I would still be a child, well taken care of. The only thing that leaves a bad taste in my mouth is that here at MCAD, I still feel like I am on my little raft and I have yet to settle down. This could become a home, a place that I stay, but should I? I cant shake the feeling that my time here is limited, that I have so much to do next.
Anyhow, over the weekend, I was happily reunited with some of the greatest friends I will ever know. It was fun, the lack of sleep and the time spent making jokes and reflecting. I wonder now, though, as lives are changing, where is each of us headed? Where will the maelstrom take is next?
Questions and projects are sort of drowning me these days. I guess the best things I have right now are quotes, the lack of cable television has kept us watching movies and sucking music like its going out of style. I suggest you just take a few hundred dollars and go spend it on the following media to know what I am getting at: Live (all CDs), Streetlight Manifesto and Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution (all CDs), Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, GoodFellas, Beetlejuice, Pulp Fiction. Gah just ask anyone with a good music/movie collection, like Paul, to lend you something.
Well it is time to wrap things up. I am out for now.
how goes it?