head up high
Im thinking i should probably mean it when i tell myself im gonna take things one at a time. Or I should at least act like i mean it so that maybe in the end im able to overcome the urge to run, run and run all the time.
I get overthrilled and overexcited and I expect everyone to feel the same way.
Well, my little me, that's not how things work. So, for once, be patient. Dont expect too much, or better, even, dont expect nothing at all. You want time? You give some too.
Insecurity makes me paranoid, and that i cannot tolerate.
Listening: Underworld - Two months off.
digital happiness
I had forgotten how tiring it is to get up at 7.
And how cold it is outside.
More tomorrow and im thrilled.
I left class today knowing exactly what i wanna be when i "grow up", and its just what im preparing myself for: a telecom engineer.
If i ever had any doubts regarding my career, now they're all cleared up.
I dont want anything else. I love what im doing and im sticking to it.
The fun starts now.
new year resolutions
This morning, while i was getting ready for the first day of school i was thinking about new year resolutions. I thought that, for a change, I'd have some and, as what i was thinking was related to school and i usually forget about these things in January, i was gonna state them now.
Well, I thought this year i was gonna get more sleep and i was gonna have breakfast every morning. I planned on going to bed earlier and getting up early enough to have some toast and coffee, or cereal or whatever was around the house before heading off to class. (Which, by the way, sounds familiar)
But that was this morning.
It's 1:20, i have class at 8:30, it takes me about an hour to get to college, so do the math. I dont have many hours left to sleep. And somehow im not even tired.
Now i realize why i never have new year resolutions: i cant even keep them for a day.
waiting for the inevitable: another dissapointment
This is no good.
I keep falling in the wrong direction and this time its at light speed, without a parachute and against cement. Headfirst.
Im not sure wheather i jumped off the plane or someone pushed me out, but i wanna go back in.
Cause in there, there is no hope. And no hope means no pain.
Listening: Cute Is What We Aim For - Finger twist & Split.
paper bags and plastic hearts
Lately I drink too much coffee and too much Montain Dew, despite "Mountain Dew" and "too much" are no good together cause, how can it ever be enough?
Im listening to pop punk quite a lot, and bright eyes and death cab, which, the latter, i suspect is due to re-watching The OC for the third time. Same as answering the phone with "hello?" provided i know who's calling and its for me.
Exams are not getting all the attention they should be getting, last night i got the first mosquito bite of the season, and the peak of my day comes with reruns of FRIENDS.
You can get an idea of why i havent been posting.
There's just nothing to say.
But everything is fine. Seriously.
Listening: Boys Like Girls - The great escape.
