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Wednesday, 01 April 2009

  • It's Time

    It's time for me to remember how to love myself. I feel the desire to bring people into my life, to bring joy to them, and to find joy in their company. The big issue here: I think I've forgotten how to love myself because I'm not where I want to be, and feel hopeless to solve it. Chicken or the egg: do I have something wrong with me that causes my lack of energy to change things around, or do I feel there's something wrong with me simply because I haven't been energetic and active as I should be. Stupid desk job. No wonder so many people are depressed. Odd realization here...maybe I'm actually depressed. Never would've guessed me to consider that as a possibility but I'm beginning to think it's pretty legitimate. Time for a change? Uh, yeah, ya think?

    Post Script: Don't Xanga after drinking if you're mildly depressed, it comes out even more depressing than you thought it might. Maybe don't drink if mildly depressed you say? Nah, I'm sure that is in no way a part of the issue.........

    Hah, ah fun. Goodnight says me, goodnight.

Tuesday, 31 March 2009

  • Heads in the Sand

    Here we are
    heads in the sand
    every day we let slip by
    thinking of doing more tomorrow

    There we'd like to be
    doing what we love
    maybe we'll get there tomorrow
    I bet we'll get there tomorrow

    Sure feels like we're missing something
    Marching through the daily grind
    Life is so full though,
    This must be all there is.

    Are we here just to pay the bills,
    To spend our time getting money,
    To spend our money wishing for time,
    To find ourselves constantly trading wealth,
    The wealth we're given in time
    For an artificial wealth in money?

    Maybe I'll hang on to my given wealth
    And spend that wealth on joy
    Not on things, on fillers
    But on experiences that mean more
    Than possessions ever could.

Tuesday, 03 February 2009

  • Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmyep

    So I've been intending to begin writing on xanga again. What better time than the present? Once in a great while I get an "artistic" whim...only to realize I'm not so much an artist as I'd like to be. That, my friends, is neither here nor there because I will blog any whim I might have. This is the essence of the freedom blogging gives any jackass with access to the internet: it doesn't matter if what you have to say is pointless, wrong, politically incorrect, or just plain idiotic. You can still spew your personal thoughts and ideas into cyberspace where unsuspecting surfers may get sucked into the riptide of your useless drivel.

    With that, I shall post this poor attempt at poetry.


    What now?

    First five years
    Just living free
    First five years
    Think nothing just be

    Next twelve years
    The only school in town
    Next twelve years
    It's all I've been shown

    Four more years
    A college close to home
    Four more years
    I still yearn to roam

    That's all done
    What do I do now?
    That's all done
    Who will tell me how?

    Time for life to begin
    I won't toe the line anymore
    Time for life to begin
    It will be so much more

    So much more than a daily chore...

Monday, 23 June 2008

  • Messes with Exes

    Is it possible to know you still have love for someone, and still care about their wellbeing, but not want to talk to them, even if they seem in need?  Maybe I'm just telling myself that it is because it kills me to speak to her anymore.  Then again, we've been over for two months, I feel ready to be myself again with or without her as any part of my life, so should she still be able to put it on me to cure what ails her?  Not surprisingly, my having to continually work to cheer her up was a large part of the reason things ended, yet she never understood that and still sees me as selfish for ending things on those grounds--it was just expected that I take care of her.  So I'm coming to believe that no, I don't have to fix her anymore because it hurts me to do so.  If we can move on to be friends on a semi-normal basis I would love to continue to be a part of her life, but if we continue this cycle of "I love you, I miss you, come back to me" and "You're a selfish asshole because you didn't return my 5 am phone calls the last two nights" I think I can live with her considering me a selfish asshole.  I'd love to hear any opinions on this matter though, because if I truly am the selfish ass I'm said to be, it would be a good deal to revamp my outlook...

    --Nick

Wednesday, 11 June 2008

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