Except it's more like I'm tearing down this wall of anxiety one brick at a time. Sadly this is all the time I have today. So... *grabs a sledgehammer* back to work.
And I'm one of them. GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHR! Why won't it just end already?! I'm in this huge rush to finish all this crazy shit that I should've been doing all along, but now it's crunch time and I'm paying big time. I know it's my own fault that my academic life is slapping me in the face. But that I can take. I can take my own
( Read more... )
Jack's Mannequin rocked. Enough said. Now I gotta get to work, cause I can't procrastinate any longer. I have more to say, I just don't have the time right this second.
Or in my case... here is my focus. I was listening to "Rainy Day" by Guster and it hit me. That song can almost always move me. I want to be able to do that to people with my music. I want that so badly. If I could write music like that, I feel like I'd be more content with myself. I'd probably still bitch about all the dumb things, but... I can't
( Read more... )
Bleh... let's not talk about the past couple of days, shall we? Good. I did manage to do some productive things, though, so... it wasn't a complete waste, although it came very close to it. I'm kind of an idiot sometimes
( Read more... )
Actually... it's not quite nostalgia... I tend to think that nostalgia requires a certain yearning for the past that this moment lacked. I just heard a couple songs that reminded me of the past... and I was washed over by this wave of warm memories of the few important relationships in my life... granted, they were all fucked up to some degree that
( Read more... )
I called it... it's Tuesday, I've been back here for a couple days and now I'm back into the swing of it. All is well. Except for being swamped with work... woops... better get on that.
Oh, and everyone needs to listen to Crowded House, especially their "Woodface" album. So good!
Look, if you're not going to call, don't say you will. I hate it when my friends do that because I feel like I've been forgotten. I know it's probably not personal, but without an explanation I don't know how else to take it
( Read more... )