It's been so long. A whole month. So much has happened. So many new thoughts, feelings, events. For only a month. Imagine living an entire life.
Summer is closing in, and my opinion about it varies throughout everyday. Sometimes I don't want to because I don't want to go back and just work all summer, sometimes I do want to so I can spend time with the guys and my family again and party it up day in and day out, sometimes I honestly just don't care because neither leads to what I really want.
Yes, new thoughts and feelings enter and leave all the time, but I've learned that I can probably think about something in depth about 100 different things about 50 different times each in a given day, and that's probably when it's raining out. I think it's a part of the growing up process that a handsome, intelligent white male has to worry and think about every possible thing that would ever affect him in the next 50 years, no matter how miniscule.
You know that also sucks? Keeping feelings inside. Fuck. That. Noise.
I think this has happened within the last 30 days, but I changed my major to Finance. I didn't really change it, I didn't know what the heck I was gonna study before that, but yeah. Finance. Corporate Law, here I come.
I realized that making plans in your head are not the best thing. It's better to just let things happen. When you make plans, expectations occur. And when you have expectations, they get shot down by reality. When reality shoots down your hopes and dreams, you lose faith in not only the people around you but yourself as well. When you lose faith in yourself, you join the majority of people in this world that shouldn't classify themselves as this but do anyway because they believe they are:
Summer is closing in, and my opinion about it varies throughout everyday. Sometimes I don't want to because I don't want to go back and just work all summer, sometimes I do want to so I can spend time with the guys and my family again and party it up day in and day out, sometimes I honestly just don't care because neither leads to what I really want.
Yes, new thoughts and feelings enter and leave all the time, but I've learned that I can probably think about something in depth about 100 different things about 50 different times each in a given day, and that's probably when it's raining out. I think it's a part of the growing up process that a handsome, intelligent white male has to worry and think about every possible thing that would ever affect him in the next 50 years, no matter how miniscule.
You know that also sucks? Keeping feelings inside. Fuck. That. Noise.
I think this has happened within the last 30 days, but I changed my major to Finance. I didn't really change it, I didn't know what the heck I was gonna study before that, but yeah. Finance. Corporate Law, here I come.
I realized that making plans in your head are not the best thing. It's better to just let things happen. When you make plans, expectations occur. And when you have expectations, they get shot down by reality. When reality shoots down your hopes and dreams, you lose faith in not only the people around you but yourself as well. When you lose faith in yourself, you join the majority of people in this world that shouldn't classify themselves as this but do anyway because they believe they are:
But the problem (or lack there-of) is that we're not alone. I found it funny that I got this off an article about a teen murderer, but it's still good: "Most people think they're all alone, but someone's always there." Putting the source aside for a second, I think it really applies to everyone.
Sometime last week I went with Ariana to the Red Box by McDonald's to return a movie. These three guys asked for money for food, even if it was "just 35 cents or somein' like that." I made up an excuse to ignore them but she felt bad that we didn't do anything. I went back to the same place a couple days later and gave those guys 3 bucks and the rest of my fries. Like I expected, they didn't remember me as the same guy that ignored them. While I was there I heard the two other bums talking to one another. I don't speak Bum, but I did hear one say "Because we're all in this thing together." What? What is "this thing"? Life, I guess. I'm an idiot for letting a conversation between two hobos get to me.
Those guys probably forgot about me the second I left their sights but I don't think I'll ever forget that. And all I did was give money to a bum. What a memory, right?
But really, what I learned in Psych (besides where the penis goes if you want to have sex with a girl, follow me on Twitter if you're confused) is that it's important to assess our own situations with other people's when dealing with the people around us. Basically, it deals with that quote about everyone throwing their problems in a pit, and taking theirs back out as soon as they see everyone elses'.
Sometimes, when I get really bored, I'll look at the letters and pictures I have from people back home. I was flipping through all of them when I found a letter from my mom. I think they were asked by the university to make a letter (if not than I'm just a lucky kid), but it just dealt with following your goals (which it's important to not have any, as stated earlier) and all that middle school poopsavagery. Then she got to the point about confidence. "No one is going to have faith in you until you start having faith in yourself." It wasn't that powerful to me then but I'm beginning to see what she meant now.
I think that's another part about growing up. Identifying with adults and actually agreeing (for once) with their point of views. Each generation is different, but you can't get anywhere in this life without having a core sense of values.
I think I'm just going to put misc facts in the middle.
My aunt took me to Wal-Mart today to buy my groceries so I can eat for the final 3 weeks I'll be in Austin. For some reason, I told her that I liked watermelon, when actually I think it's just okay. Anyways, the end of the story leads to me having a large watermelon in my kitchen. If you're a huge fan, please stop by and eat some. Random but possibly helpful.
I found myself on like-a-little awhile ago. I don't really care who wrote it but it's nice to know that girls turn around and stare at your butt after you walk past them.
I'd recommend getting Netflix or stealing it from a friend, it's so worth it when the majority of your friends leave you during Easter break.
I don't really think I'll need to blog for awhile after this, mainly because I don't see anything worth telling to occur in the near future. I don't know if it's my last one, but I've actually really enjoyed the amount of people that have come up to me and told me that they read this. So.......I don't know.....stay true to yourself and to your friends. Develop a sense of morals and values based on the environment around you, and stick to them, no matter how beat down you get. Develop close friendships and relationships. Fall in love. Be kinder to people you don't even know than to people you do know. If someone tells you to have a nice day, tell them to have a better one. Laugh. Do something exciting everyday. Leave your mark on this place. Think outside the box and go outside your comfort zone. Say yes to everything. Live your life until you're old and you can sit back in a chair and say to yourself, "I did it" and then go live some more! Know that in all of this, no matter where you go or where life takes you, you're never alone.
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