this picture makes me laugh, as i think about Mickers dancing on the table to NKOTB.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
overworked and underfed
life is a series of events.
unfortunate.
exciting.
overwhelming.
meaningful.
depressing.
how do we fit these things together? what makes us able to cope or not cope? why do we select certain memories to hold onto?
It's a weird thing: the mind. lately mine has been overworked (with other people's bullshit) and underfed (with good, useful info). i plan to change this.
recently i have done a little spring cleaning in terms of what my mind will be used for. let me explain.it's been one of those weeks where i feel really fed up with humans in general, and especially the people who are close to me [proximity as well as friendship, bc i think some ppl confuse the two these days]. i have, for the past year or so, heard about myself and my life from scores of people who don't know anything about what they're saying. i have finally cut these people out of my life. no more over thinking the dumb things like: who will talk about this to who, who can i trust with my feelings, etc.
and in terms of the underfeeding: i plan on teaching myself something useful every month. i will start with geography this month, something sacred heart failed to slip into any of its $10,000 a year, 13 years of curriculum. also, i will teach myself french this summer.
it's things like this that keep me alive. not ridiculous people who complain constantly and bring nothing but negativity to the table.
the people in/ associated with these pictures are golden. this is what it's about.
what does it matter when you leave?
my eyes tear up and you can't see
unfortunate.
exciting.
overwhelming.
meaningful.
depressing.
how do we fit these things together? what makes us able to cope or not cope? why do we select certain memories to hold onto?
It's a weird thing: the mind. lately mine has been overworked (with other people's bullshit) and underfed (with good, useful info). i plan to change this.
recently i have done a little spring cleaning in terms of what my mind will be used for. let me explain.it's been one of those weeks where i feel really fed up with humans in general, and especially the people who are close to me [proximity as well as friendship, bc i think some ppl confuse the two these days]. i have, for the past year or so, heard about myself and my life from scores of people who don't know anything about what they're saying. i have finally cut these people out of my life. no more over thinking the dumb things like: who will talk about this to who, who can i trust with my feelings, etc.
and in terms of the underfeeding: i plan on teaching myself something useful every month. i will start with geography this month, something sacred heart failed to slip into any of its $10,000 a year, 13 years of curriculum. also, i will teach myself french this summer.
it's things like this that keep me alive. not ridiculous people who complain constantly and bring nothing but negativity to the table.
the people in/ associated with these pictures are golden. this is what it's about.
what does it matter when you leave?
my eyes tear up and you can't see
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