Something we've been looking forward to all year. The day when families unite under one tree and pig out till they're sick for days on end. The day when kids gleefully rip open their presents and laugh till their stomach ties itself into knots.
When Christmas rears it's head around. Some people laugh and some people cry. Sometimes we just want to curse the world for it's laughter and joy, it's tears and sorrow, it's warmth, it's coldness.
It really is a cold Christmas and I'm not talking about the weather. But I can start to feel the warmth. Only so slightly.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Tuesday
I feel as if days are wasted. Promises unfulfilled. But I don't blame anyone other than myself for the things that I can do but don't do.
I'm not talking about homework. I'm talking about the times when people ask you for your help but you choose not to do it even though you can do it. The things we take for granted sometimes disappear under your nose. You start to realize when it's too late. You realize what you had but no more. You realize you should change but you don't.
Change, you say? So easily said but it's hard to execute. What is the first step towards change? How long till we change? In the end, what have you wasted trying to change yourself?
The beauty of it all is that sometimes you don't change. You just don't.
What we do and what we say sometimes contradict each other. Maybe we'd like to be the person who changes the world but then we do nothing about it. We just sit back, hoping it changes.
Maybe you love someone but you never say it till they're gone and you're left alone spewing in your own crap. There are just some things that we can't get over and maybe it's best we don't get over it. If we forget this pain, maybe we'll forget who we are and why we are where we are. Maybe.
Today is a Tuesday and it sucks.
I'm not talking about homework. I'm talking about the times when people ask you for your help but you choose not to do it even though you can do it. The things we take for granted sometimes disappear under your nose. You start to realize when it's too late. You realize what you had but no more. You realize you should change but you don't.
Change, you say? So easily said but it's hard to execute. What is the first step towards change? How long till we change? In the end, what have you wasted trying to change yourself?
The beauty of it all is that sometimes you don't change. You just don't.
What we do and what we say sometimes contradict each other. Maybe we'd like to be the person who changes the world but then we do nothing about it. We just sit back, hoping it changes.
Maybe you love someone but you never say it till they're gone and you're left alone spewing in your own crap. There are just some things that we can't get over and maybe it's best we don't get over it. If we forget this pain, maybe we'll forget who we are and why we are where we are. Maybe.
Today is a Tuesday and it sucks.
Monday, December 7, 2009
To open a door, you gotta turn the knob.
I decided I like the rain again even if I got a bit wet during my walk to and from the bus stop.
The scenery was worth it. The sunlight that barely brushed through the clouds to light the city. It gave off a melancholic feel. There wasn't a soul on the street. It was as if civilization disappeared and the earth belonged to me and I was exploring a new world for the first time.
The occasional automobile broke apart the fantasy though.
The scenery was worth it. The sunlight that barely brushed through the clouds to light the city. It gave off a melancholic feel. There wasn't a soul on the street. It was as if civilization disappeared and the earth belonged to me and I was exploring a new world for the first time.
The occasional automobile broke apart the fantasy though.
The cold that bites the ass
Seriously, rain and cold don't mix unless you're at home under a warm blanket and sleeping.
Going to school when its cold and raining is just unpleasant.
Going to school when its cold and raining is just unpleasant.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Don't be a silly billy
My best idea ever: Keeping an idea journal! Currently, it's up to 10 pages of useless crap that I think of during school/bus riding/music listening.
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