So I'm leaving my neighborhood. At the second stop sign, there's a bunch of kids playing around crossing the street. Playing around and taking all day... I mean it's not like there was a car waiting to go or anything. Eventually they move and I started to go, but I did accelerate a bit faster than you would normally. Okay, so the tires squealed and the engine revved when I started going. As I do this, I glance in my rear view mirror, and lo and behold -- a cop! He followed me and eventually turned down a street a few blocks away.
A sigh of relief is what my body naturally let out.
My destination was Wendy's. I was meeting my friend there. As I pull into the plaza it's in, I make a sharp left and pull right into a parking spot. It wasn't exactly illegal, but still. There was a cop about 100 feet away.
Nothing happened.
After leaving Wendy's, I was driving to an office building my friend cleans. I was going around 60 in a 45 zone, and guess who I see lurking on the side of the street! I either slammed on my brakes in time, or the cop wasn't paying attention.
But again, nothing happened.
There's a lesson here, folks. Follow all the road rules and you don't have to worry about getting a ticket. I can't exactly afford one of those right now.
Oh, and by the way, I managed to consume 45 chicken nuggets at Wendy's. Sure, it's stupid, pointless, unhealthy, and kind of disgusting. But I did it anyway.
Like most living things on this planet, we have the ability to think. It's something that you simply must do in order to survive. But thinking too much... that can also be deadly.
I think. A lot. More then what's healthy, that I know for sure. I set time aside every day just to ponder something. Actually, I don't. It's something that just inevitably happens... I might as well set the time aside.
What I'm getting at is that when I think, the results are more often than not extremely ambivalent. There are times when I think about something, and it will just make my day. I'll start smiling and going off on overjoyous tangents. Other times, I'll think about something, and I find myself immediately depressed and possibly even on the verge of tears or wanting to smash my head through the wall. I can definitely say that I've experienced both sides of the spectrum.
And I'm not sure if it's really worth it.
But I can't help it. I also daydream, which I consider to be an unconscious form of thinking. You temporarily escape reality and substitute it with your own.
I get so caught up in thought that I rarely catch myself in the thought process.
Perhaps if I thought about catching myself in thought more often it would happen without thinking?
Thinking can be hazardous and detrimental to one's health; however, it can also be uplifting and inspirational. You'll teeter back and forth into both realms of thought. When the seesaw drops into the desolate and dreary realm of thought, push it back up to the limitless sky.
I'm going to a concert of theirs on November 3, and I can't wait.
If you live and South Florida and want to go, send me a PM or something. Tickets are only $14 and I can supply transportation if it's needed. The show's at Revolution.
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I've tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chake beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Ooh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Ooh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, ooh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I will be, yeah
Uh huh, uh huh, ooh
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky, but why, why, why
Can't it be, can't it be mine?
The very thing that ages us. Is it real? How exactly does it measure us? Does it test us as a person?
To be able to control time would be equilivant to being able to control life. You could potentially live forever. But what's the point of living forever if you have nothing to live for? Perhaps instead you'd rather prevent yourself from ever arriving in this world of ours?
To be able to eradicate past mistakes. Wouldn't it be nice? Take back things you wish you never said... Say things you wish you would have said...
As human beings, we are shackled by time. We're as malleable to it as Play-Doh is to our hands.
Time wastes us away; it slowly atrophies us into nothing. But we can't let it get the best of us. Don't wait for time to stop for you -- it's not going to happen. The fact is, we have a limited amount of time to live the lives we have. Make use of it while you can. Live every day like it's your last. Love your loved ones like you'll never see them again.
There will come a day where time will take everything and give nothing. Time is the very antithesis of life. No, it's not death; death is inevitable and expected. Time, however, haunts us. It mocks our existence.
There will come a time when we realize what it is that we've been waiting all of our life for. I've finally unearthed what I've been waiting for. And once again my fate is in the hands of time.
I'm still waiting for my time. And I'll wait forever if I have to.
Okay. So I'm reading this book called East of Eden by John Steinbeck. I'm not prepared by any means to talk about the book, but I do want to talk about this one quote that I adore.
Read it a few times, and think about it.
Alright, so now I got you thinking. Or at least I hope I did.
I can think back to so many situations in my own life where somebody didn't believe me when I was telling the truth. Some of those times, it hurt. A lot. It stung deep down. When someone totally rejects your truth and believes that it's truly a lie... Wow, it hurts. It's got to be one of the most devastating emotions I've ever experienced. You just don't know what to say, or what to do, or how to get them to believe you... The fact that this person doesn't believe what you're saying is true...
Here are some text messages I received today. The ones with "-->" next to it are me talking. Or typing. Whatever.
"Haha i love bad boys. Especially the ones tht are schizophrenic killers"
-->"Ill have to find one for you then"
"K hes gotta have at LEAST two personalities"
"Jermy i love u bt ur an _______" [fill it in]
"HELLOO!! >:|) (MY SMILEY HAS A MOWHAWK AND A MUSTACHE!!)"
"Ouchy did u write about a bannana meeting an apple and then making babies named appana?"
-->"Cuz i love you"
"LOL y do u"
-->"I dunno i ask myself that all the time"
[cutting this one short]
"LOL sure coming from u"
-->"Do as i say not as i do"
"Practice what u preach"
So I'm just sitting here chilling, been on spring break for a while now, when it hit me like a flock of elephant seals. Now, I'm almost positive 'flock' isn't the correct word to describe a group of elephant seals, but I don't really care. I'm using it.
THERE'S SCHOOL TOMORROW.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
No more 'do-whatever-you-want-you-have-nothing-to-worry-about-tomorrow-and-you-most-definitely-don't-have-to-wake-up-at-6:20-or-attend-academic-classes-of-any-kind'. Oh no no no no no no.
Not looking forward to it.
But whatever.
LESS THAN A MONTH TILL MY REAL BIRTHDAY THIS YEAR.
I haven't really been keeping up with the 2008 Sets this year. I've been busy. As such, the Official 2008 Sets Topic has a rather lacking opening post. I'm looking for a few people who want to help me write up a new opening post. Please either comment here or PM if you're interested in helping.