There is alot running through my mind right now. Not anything horrible, no horrible or terrible secrets. Just thoughts, which I’m sure isn’t helping keeping bottled up, but I don’t really have anybody to talk to regarding it so I figured I’d rant, rave and rumble here like I typically do. I hate taking my frustrations in text form, but sometimes it’s a necessary evil.
My father laughs at me when I tell him my plans of material things. Having a nice car, a nice place, nice shoes, ect … I’ll never forget this, every time he tells me about my aspirations for a new car. When you pull up to a stoplight, the only person your trying to impress is the STRANGER that pulls up next to you. It’s so true. I have to admit, sometimes when I think about buying a new car I realize it’s as much about how much I need a car, need the 4 wheel drive, want to produce an off road rig as it is about “upgrading” my current car so people don’t think I’m a schmoe. Maybe even to produce an illusion of something I’m not.
Wealthy.
It dawned on me today, when a good friend of mine told me she was going on a cruise payed for by her boyfriends parents. Apparently they are well off, and of course the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree. It made me realize that I’ve always tried to compete with people, with things far beyond my grasp. I think the reason why is because I’ve been faced with those situations of people I was in love, correction, infatuated with. I’ve been dumped for richer guys plenty of time and every time I’ve always realized that “I’m glad it happened” because it’s somebody who I wouldn’t want to be with but it’s still there in the back of my mind.
I don’t know. I suppose I’m jealous. I suppose I’m mad. I suppose I still need to figure out who I am as a person and not lose sight of the ultimate goal.
To be happy.
Anyways, that I’m sure didn’t make sense. Whether it be the couple classes of alcohol, or if it was my mind thinking faster than I can type.
Regardless.
Here we are. The rockies are on an 11 game winning streak, Closing in on a playoff birth. If so, we are going to get tickets. Sweet. In the womens world cup, we LOST, by a bonehead call from the coach. Although it’s all hindsight 22 at this point, he switches out the main keep for a lackluster performance, and instead of making offensive subsitutions when they are behind, he goes for defensives. /ugh. More blunders for American soccer.
When will it end?
So, enough rambling, ranting and raving of nothingness. Enjoy some pictures I took of George.
He says hello 
Until next time I’ll leave you with a great song. Fits my mood to a T. Or Perfectly …
-kc
“Like The Angel”
They turn the lights down low,
In shadows hiding from the world,
Only coming out when it gets cold
The seas part when they hit the floor,
The voices carry on and out the door
And everything you touch turns into gold
Like the angel you are you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(your answer’s always ‘maybe’)
That’s when I got up and left
A beating heart and a microphone,
A ticking clock in an empty home
Still tells of these times so long ago,
Even though I’ve come so far,
I know I’ve got so far to go
And any day now I’ll explode
Like the angel you are you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(your answer’s always ‘maybe’)
That’s when I got up and left
And each and everyday will lead into tomorrow
tomorrow brings one less day without you
But don’t wait up just leave the light on
‘Cause all the roads that I might take
will all one day lead back to you
And like the angel you are you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(never cease to amaze me)
That’s when I got up and left
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Tags: george, rambling, no sense, dissapointed, usa blunders, rockies making a run
firewings September 30, 2007
Maybe you’re uncomfortable with the idea that you’re not going to be in the same class as your parents? (Not sure on the general financial status of your parents.)