Pardon the nostalgia and narcissism; I have to leave these ramblings somewhere, haha.
This year, I've worked hard and I've partied. I've gotten drunk, I've been hungover. I've lost a local friend, but gained international friends. I've been asked for my number, I've been asked to dance, I've been asked on dates. I actually hang out with people outside the internet, semi-regularly, on my own volition. I've set my standards high, and I've learned a great deal. I've written, I've read. I've cried for joy and thrown s**t in anger. I've knocked off the right mirror of my car by running into a trash can. The back of my right seat has fallen off for no reason. I've dogsat twice. I think I finally know what I want to do with my life. I've fallen in and out of love with Serbia, but I think we're cool now. I still really want to learn Swedish and master German. I've almost entirely changed my taste in music, my style of dress, and probably even my entire demeanor. I've explored the most peculiar recesses of my mind time and time again. I've gone back and assessed that I write a hell of a lot better now than I did in elementary school, haha. This is one of those rare moments where I have absolutely no desire to die...because there are so many things I want to stick around for, to see how they play out. I can do anything, man. Infinite possibilities, infinite outcomes. And ********, I can't wait to go to Spain.
I think I know who I am. I'm just here, being human. I'm a walking graffiti wall that everyone's invited to write all over, but only if it's positive s**t. I don't need negativity in my life anymore, and I refuse to stand for it. Except Fyodor, he can be negative all he wants. But except for him...okay, he and Tiamat...well, nobody can bring me down. Yeah! (fistpump) I know that I'm more intelligent than some people, way less intelligent than others. That's cool. I'm willing to sacrifice a relatively healthy social life for a coupla' IQ points. I'm still doing alright, all things considered; just gotta apply myself, and everything will be grand.
Remind me of this whenever I start to get all emo again. Be like, "b***h, you have so much to live for." Yeah.
This year, I've worked hard and I've partied. I've gotten drunk, I've been hungover. I've lost a local friend, but gained international friends. I've been asked for my number, I've been asked to dance, I've been asked on dates. I actually hang out with people outside the internet, semi-regularly, on my own volition. I've set my standards high, and I've learned a great deal. I've written, I've read. I've cried for joy and thrown s**t in anger. I've knocked off the right mirror of my car by running into a trash can. The back of my right seat has fallen off for no reason. I've dogsat twice. I think I finally know what I want to do with my life. I've fallen in and out of love with Serbia, but I think we're cool now. I still really want to learn Swedish and master German. I've almost entirely changed my taste in music, my style of dress, and probably even my entire demeanor. I've explored the most peculiar recesses of my mind time and time again. I've gone back and assessed that I write a hell of a lot better now than I did in elementary school, haha. This is one of those rare moments where I have absolutely no desire to die...because there are so many things I want to stick around for, to see how they play out. I can do anything, man. Infinite possibilities, infinite outcomes. And ********, I can't wait to go to Spain.
I think I know who I am. I'm just here, being human. I'm a walking graffiti wall that everyone's invited to write all over, but only if it's positive s**t. I don't need negativity in my life anymore, and I refuse to stand for it. Except Fyodor, he can be negative all he wants. But except for him...okay, he and Tiamat...well, nobody can bring me down. Yeah! (fistpump) I know that I'm more intelligent than some people, way less intelligent than others. That's cool. I'm willing to sacrifice a relatively healthy social life for a coupla' IQ points. I'm still doing alright, all things considered; just gotta apply myself, and everything will be grand.
Remind me of this whenever I start to get all emo again. Be like, "b***h, you have so much to live for." Yeah.
