Month: October 2015

Cussing and Other Things I Should Stop Doing

I don’t understand how people can be eloquent 24/7. I mean, unless I’m part of the British Royal Family (Whattup, tho, Kate?), no one should expect that from me. Being prim and proper is seriously not my forte, because I’m a real freaking person. I’ve acquired a vocabulary fit for a sailor, if you know what I mean. I might have been immersed in books and the language arts all of my life, but that doesn’t mean I speak in code and philosophies all the time. Contrary to it, I’m kind of a nut. Cussing though, all of the four-letter-words I opt to use, really needs to end. I don’t notice when I’m doing it and that’s a real problem. 1) I’m kind of in charge of a five-year-old, 2) I’m around other five-year-olds, 3) Everyone thinks I’m a nut (Well, I already told you I am.). While I could care less about what people think of me, I don’t want the way I speak to be a reflection of who I am except if …

F Comparison

  When you go back to school on your own dime and have to [actually] make time to keep on track, YOU’RE NOT PLAYIN’! It’s a sentiment that I’ve expressed more times than I can remember. I don’t know what I was thinking when I decided to go back to school, but I must’ve overlooked the whole “time” thing — how much I won’t have any of it. It’s a sacrifice that I’m willing to make, though, and I’m actually pretty proud of myself for keeping it up and sticking with it. God, I could have dropped out. I really could have, but I can’t do that to myself again. I’ve learned that even though, in the real world, it might be more about who you know than what you know, what you know can still save you. I try to alleviate all the stress with keeping in mind that it’ll all be over soon. On top of that, imagining what I can do afterwards, and with that say that I did this for myself by myself, lets …

On Time

I talk about time a lot. I think about it a lot. How much of it has gone, how much of it is left, how much I know nothing about what to do with, how much I don’t have of it, how much I have to make of it, how much I haven’t done with it. I think, after everything, I try to make the most of whatever opportunity pops up, regardless of how impractical or how many people might be against my decision. I’ve never really had an opportunity to figure out who I am, without any association to any other circumstance. I don’t know myself as well as I should, and that’s okay because we’re all constantly evolving anyway. But, I’d like to know about how I feel about other places, situations, realities than where I’m at. I always thought I’d do that, but I couldn’t, and now that I’ve had a taste of it, it’s all I want to do. And, I want to bring everyone I love along with me, but that …