10/29/11, 10:51 PM: Its anybody's guess, mostly.
We don't have everything in control. We control some things.
10/27/11, 5:19 AM: If there's one thing to take away from this...
This whole shitty thing brought me closer to my buddies, which i never thought was possible.

Seriously.

I'm back on my feet now. i guess. There are lingering feelings but i have the support from my brothers. Knowing they're there makes me want to bulldoze through any obstacle, just so we can watch the wreck burn together, and then talk about it and laugh. Which they did so well last night.

Its when things start changing so rapidly that we try to find constants in our lives. I think this whole thing came up because i looked the wrong way for something constant. It was the wrong way for now at least.

I think we're all agreeable change is frightening, but that's what we do. We change to benefit most from a new environment. Our friends remind us of who we are so we keep what's important. I see that now, more than i have before. Picking up new aspects of who we will eventually become is inevitable. I mean we can't stay the same person forever. I know i've always said "no way in hell i'm changing" but i've come to realise that i don't want to be this person forever. Not totally change, but improve on myself at least. To moderate this change, something like tweaking the moral compass, i have the help of my brothers.

The people we meet truly make us who we eventually become. I know i'm going to be a fckawesome person.

Study hard.
10/26/11, 2:41 PM: What kind of person does this make me.
I feel like the kind of person who will shut my ears to all kinds of advice thinking i know how to manage everything myself. And the poor people who try to help me see this annoying fellow with his fingers stuck in his ears going "LALALALALA".

And it goes on up until the point when i realise suddenly i can't help myself, and i'm scrambling to keep on my feet, i start yelling for my friends' to give me a hand, and sure enough they're there right by my side, ready as ever to help me off my screaming whining pathetic behind.

I can't ask for much more than that.
10/22/11, 7:53 PM: I am not read to grow up. at all.
i don't know why its there, but its there. a thornish spikey feeling in my chest that sort of makes it difficult to breathe. i'm describing it as it is. anxiety? my eyes are getting tired. i really, really really. want to go back. like not exactly in time, but rewind it. blachk i don't know what i'm talking about.

this is a low point. apologies.
10/18/11, 10:48 PM: Dad says: life is short. take risks.
I totally agree. If it is relevant at all, he said this after news of Steve's death reached him.

Have I ever told you my dad actually MET STEVE JOBS. How awesome is that?! Fckawesome i tell you.

Life is about taking risks. Whether or not your venture is fruitful, if you did what you came to do, and not live to regret about it, it was totally worth it.

Cheers!

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10/4/11, 5:17 AM: 5am


time for another essay...

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