Running from the Devil..
Posted in The PastPosted in The PastApril 9, 2003No comments
That is a song taken from hootie and the blowfish. I love that group. I own all of their cd’s and for some reason, in some way shape or form, each of their songs is an exact replica of my life. Mostly sad and tragic, but oh well. I realise I’m only eighteen, I have a nice car, nice apartment, food on my plate and a ton of cool people around me. On the other hand I have a mass sense of depervation to the outside world, a crappy, I’d use another word but I decided to keep it clean, a crappy job and a major case of insomnia. I don’t know if I can hold out much longer with this schedule, I am so sleep deprived. Right now I feel as if I can just tip over and zonk right out. Not a care in the world, if I said that I’d be lieing. I’ve always got cares, I am to much an over achiever, I feel I try to take on to many obsticles at once and in doing so drain my strength, both physically and emotionally, and whatever I had left spiritually. To make matters worse, each obstical I face I know I will lose, but it’s the chiwawa instincts inside of me that tries to venture out and do something. I suppose that in doing so, I am hoping that I will succeed in just one, making it seem as if I’ve accomplished alot. I suppose I’m tired and in need of someone or something to vent to, in which making this journal serving it’s purpose.
Today when reading a friends journal entrie :: frol.diaryland.com, Hi Frol! Anyways, she talked about life’s cruel ironies. She wants a child so bad. I guess her brother is going to have twins, twins and all she wants is one. Anyways… the reason why I bring that up is becuase of the irony that I encountered in my journal entry 5.8.2002 #33, I quote myself "Well, yesterday I had an email typed out to somebody special, why didn’t I send it? Probabley becuase it would have been chatastrophic(sp?). Ok, far less worse than that but still. I wish she only knew what I felt.. she means alot to me…but on the same hand Im glad she doesnt" HA, yea, I should have listened to myself. If only I listened o my brain and the logical choices in life, then this silly thing they call a heart, I would be so much better off right now. I know god is laughing at me, mocking me in his own little way, probably thinking, "How do you like those apples!" yea yea yea… whatever. I will endure. Somehow. Frol wants a child, I want my life back, I wish it was normal, so much change in the past 6 months, from loosing a ton of weight, moving out on my own, working a ton and going to school, and the trials and tribulations of life. Today is just another day and tommorow hasn’t even beeen concieved yet. Martin lawrence once said, ride it [life] until the wheels fal off, good motto I suppose. I’ll leave my lengthy, silly venting entry at that…
Adios,
~Mayor of OzweegoVille~

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