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Sigh...oh well. Could have been worse. Still pretty depressed about it. I have to make up for this somehow. How exactly? Oh jeez, I haven't a clue. Somehow. "It may come cannonballing down from the sky, Gleam in it's eye, Bright as a rose...who knows?" Bright side? There's gotta be one somewhere. I got ahead on homework? Yeah, that's cool. Now I won't have to stress tomorrow. Jazz All-States? I feel good about it. Things are up...all that's missing is more sleep :/. I had one of those thoughts yesterday...it made me want to list things...possibilities. What I'd like to happen with current life situations, and what will happen. It was like when I filled in where I'd like to major in college on the PSATs. I just stared at it for a bit, wavering. Undecided? No, I know what I don't want to do. It's a matter of wants and necessities at this point in time. It was a depressing thought...that I don't think I'll be happy with my career. Which is awful pessimistic of me, but it's true. What makes me happy won't get me anywhere. So then, one must do something to get by, putting happiness on hold. It figures that I'm thinking about this while I'm the happiest I've been in a long time. It's just like Dylan said to me this morning:"If it's not one thing, it's another" -He doesn't talk much, but when he does I love listening. Listening...I really do like listening. I like listening to people talk about their days, or politics, or...well, just about anything. It may sound insane, but I'd rather listen then talk. I'd almost rather stay silent than keep up casual conversation. Psychiatrist? Maybe. Semi science and listening. Sigh. I don't know. Just let me sleep in for one day and I'll be okay. |
