| I know that nobody really "does" xanga anymore, so this will more or less fall upon deaf ears. But... it's hard to truly appreciate life lately. Anybody else feel that way? Not in a mopey/emo/depressive sense, but just, in general. It feels like the post-graduate life is completely centered on getting your life together and making it matter. Get a job. Entertain guests at your place of residence. Make your friends happy. Take all the shit and walk around with a big ol' grin on your face.
::sigh:: I enjoy life, truly I do. I just feel like I should be able to truly enjoy it to a fuller capacity. I want to be able to feel that what I do, day to day, is truly significant and not self-serving. I want to have fun, make other peoples' lives enriched, and make the most of what time I have on God's green earth.
Man, sometimes I just don't know... |
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| What does one do when they have no idea what they're doing? When does a person find out whether or not what they're doing is a mistake? What if by doing what I feel is good, I am actually hindering my progress in my own personal life? What if I'm too far ensconced in what I'm doing to get out without causing undue pain on others that I care about? Frak.
Emotions = poop.
Baggage = fecal matter.
Relationships = I'm an idiot for trying to make something work. Whether or not it should. |
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| Long live that day that I decided to fly from the inside.
Rock. |
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| Life is hurdling toward completion, at least at the current scholastic level. Pray that I pass and don't frak it up in the last four weeks of school.
Yes, I said frak. So what? Wanna fight about it? |
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