Listening to: The Used - The Taste of Ink
Feeling: lost
Not really 4 am. But I got your attention, right? Good. NO IDEA where my life is going at this point. I have allright grades for now. Everyone I know says I am destined in comedy, or entertainment, or something. I say thats a bunch of gay bullshit. I have smarts, I know that much. It is just tedious to use. I dont feel complete anymore either. There are a few fundamentals in your high school career:
1)First car - Nope
2)First love - Dont get me started
3)First job - Yah.....right
If I cant even accomplish these basic fundamentals, how am I supposed to attain the greatness I persue? Case in point: I go to a football party the other night, meeting all of these middle aged people for the first time. By the end of the night they are telling me to "Stop by The Improv one of these days..." and saying I am "...destined for greatness..."
I wish I could see in myself what they see in me. Hell, I wish a certain person out there(toodles poodles) would see this in me. But I guess thats the way the cookie crumbles. My future will never be certain until it is the past, I just hope I have no regrets....I already have so many....
"I hear it all of the time "You know what, you make gay jokes all of the time. I bet deep down inside you yourself want to be gay!" And I say "Listen, voice in my head. Shut up or I down another Cuervo."
Jack B. Nimble, feeling forgotten.
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