if this were a library, i'd owe about $7.25
late fees you know.
i have had plenty to say, just not really the words to say it. the fall makes me rather introspcective, as those that know me no doubt are aware. i love how the season that is most metophorically representative with dying is the one that i most relate with living. it is those pondering that have left my mind full of so many words and ideas that my fingers have been simply weighed down to much to record anything. this passes, as all things do, and will probably in the next month.
i find it odd how the person you see yourself as and the person other people see you as can be quite different. perhaps it is frame of reference, you have known yourself longer than anyone else, and have had more time with yourself than anyone else. perhaps it is standards. there are very few areas i would consider myself knowledgeable enough to even rate as 'smart', and no area that i would consider myself as particularly excelling at. almost everyone i know disagrees with me, and i'm not the only person i know that has this exact weight on them. ahhh... how to be humble without being pathetic... such a fine line... like confidance and arrogance... or bravery and stupidity... or courage and foolishness. i find myself on the wrong side of those lines all too often.
i've been listening to tool a lot for the last 2 days. maybe that's part of my current drooling mood. i'm not really that sure. i predicted an interesting week back on monday, and so far it has delivered, as far as social interactions go (at least on a high level). this has been confined to work (just to be specific with things), and i'm acutally quite content with that. life outside of work has been hectic enough, and the week off is welcome. but my brain doesn't enjoy the quiet. at least it doesn't let me enjoy the quiet.
my horroscope today reads as follows: You may find it difficult to hold in your true feelings. Before you say something you may regret, run your thoughts by someone you trust. It wouldn't hurt to mix business with pleasure. as much as common sense prevents me from trusting the tennents of astrology, i find the information i gather about myself to be frightening accurate. reading a well done star chart for me is like looking dead into a mirror. i don't know that many people who's charts match them so well. i'd better be very careful with myself for the next 10 hours. in some circumstances, i'd probably just take the evening off and stay at home by myself, but i refuse to let planetary position govern me. i find it much more fitting to leave it as a curiousity. but i can't help but wonder...
i have been feeling as if i'm attempting to bust out of my skin. i'm not sure if it's something i lack, or something i have in abundance, or both. perhaps a switch is necessary. but what for what? i've been using my management class much more effectively... writing philosophy. class, by the way, has become more of a formality than something i participate in. i think the only people more bored in those classes than me are my professors. and i'm pretty sure they know that by now. they seem to be fine with it, so i will be fine with it as well. speaking of which, i need to register for next term.
i could ramble on for pages and pages, but why bother? you probably stopped reading about 2 paragraphs ago.
i have had plenty to say, just not really the words to say it. the fall makes me rather introspcective, as those that know me no doubt are aware. i love how the season that is most metophorically representative with dying is the one that i most relate with living. it is those pondering that have left my mind full of so many words and ideas that my fingers have been simply weighed down to much to record anything. this passes, as all things do, and will probably in the next month.
i find it odd how the person you see yourself as and the person other people see you as can be quite different. perhaps it is frame of reference, you have known yourself longer than anyone else, and have had more time with yourself than anyone else. perhaps it is standards. there are very few areas i would consider myself knowledgeable enough to even rate as 'smart', and no area that i would consider myself as particularly excelling at. almost everyone i know disagrees with me, and i'm not the only person i know that has this exact weight on them. ahhh... how to be humble without being pathetic... such a fine line... like confidance and arrogance... or bravery and stupidity... or courage and foolishness. i find myself on the wrong side of those lines all too often.
i've been listening to tool a lot for the last 2 days. maybe that's part of my current drooling mood. i'm not really that sure. i predicted an interesting week back on monday, and so far it has delivered, as far as social interactions go (at least on a high level). this has been confined to work (just to be specific with things), and i'm acutally quite content with that. life outside of work has been hectic enough, and the week off is welcome. but my brain doesn't enjoy the quiet. at least it doesn't let me enjoy the quiet.
my horroscope today reads as follows: You may find it difficult to hold in your true feelings. Before you say something you may regret, run your thoughts by someone you trust. It wouldn't hurt to mix business with pleasure. as much as common sense prevents me from trusting the tennents of astrology, i find the information i gather about myself to be frightening accurate. reading a well done star chart for me is like looking dead into a mirror. i don't know that many people who's charts match them so well. i'd better be very careful with myself for the next 10 hours. in some circumstances, i'd probably just take the evening off and stay at home by myself, but i refuse to let planetary position govern me. i find it much more fitting to leave it as a curiousity. but i can't help but wonder...
i have been feeling as if i'm attempting to bust out of my skin. i'm not sure if it's something i lack, or something i have in abundance, or both. perhaps a switch is necessary. but what for what? i've been using my management class much more effectively... writing philosophy. class, by the way, has become more of a formality than something i participate in. i think the only people more bored in those classes than me are my professors. and i'm pretty sure they know that by now. they seem to be fine with it, so i will be fine with it as well. speaking of which, i need to register for next term.
i could ramble on for pages and pages, but why bother? you probably stopped reading about 2 paragraphs ago.
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