mine was really really good until today

eh... i suppose i shouldn't complain about stuff. You all know I do that too much.

zach, the CC is a very volitile place (at least for me) and I do most of bitching about relationship drama crap in there.

sorry, we love you zach.

taco dip!!!

someguyyouknow wrote:

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What about your birthday Adventure?

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The one where the black riders held the ford against us?

i don't want to go to school on monday, or ever

i don't know how to do the force of the track so I'm skipping those parts

You know what, for some reason there's this little tiny eency-weency part of me that doesn't want the school year to end. I suppose it's just our natural fear of change which has kept humanity alive for so long (i think we're long overdue for another world plague or something) that's saying "hey wait, if school's over, things will be different, and different means rough waters." But my mind tells me that through change comes progress, and through progress, growth, so how can leaving school be bad? Yet that voice is always there, always complaining about something like Rosie O-Donnel at fat camp, or Britney Spears, well, anywhere. It feels like a betrayal of body and mind, with the spirit sitting quietly in a corner somewhere. Oh well, I suppose I don't have it that bad. I really feel sorry for the morons who are saying "yo, I can't wait to get out of this crap-hole, home-slice." They're the ones lying to themselves, and that can only lead to a loss, or even a total abandonment of identity. But then again, maybe that can be a good thing for them. To start from scratch, to begin anew. It's a possibility offered to very few, and taken up by even fewer. Are there times in your life where you have ever wondered what it would be like to shed the old you, the old reputation, the old expectations and all the other slag others throw on you? You'd be lying if you say you haven't. Or, here's a better question: if you did have the opportunity, would you take it? I myself can't honestly say for sure if I would--big changes are scary, and can alter one's identity, their view on life, even their soul, and I'm not sure if I'm ready to part with what I've got. I don't think any of us are, even if we take the things we have for granted and keep wanting, keep hoping for something else. I figure that all I'm trying to say is this: things change, and although we hate to admit it, we all fear it. But then again, at these times I think of my favorite saying: "A fool knows no fear. A hero shows none."


O, btw Rob, is this enough freakin' words for that stupid limit?!

-- Edited by Arcadium at 22:32, 2007-05-18