Friday, November 11, 2005
Rebel
The Gouts jammed fun was had. I really need to get my shit in gear. I just feel like every move I make I’m attempting to push the world into liking me. It’s like the only reason people talk to me in class is because I push myself on them, the only reason I hold the position I do at work is because I fought every for every single step along the way. Everything is a battle and I’m just tired. I wonder if there is a person a place or time where I will just feel accepted. I mean come on…Why can’t it just fall into place?
Tonight I’m going to bed without dinner and I’m not reading my guitar music…now that’s a rebel without a cause.
The Gouts jammed fun was had. I really need to get my shit in gear. I just feel like every move I make I’m attempting to push the world into liking me. It’s like the only reason people talk to me in class is because I push myself on them, the only reason I hold the position I do at work is because I fought every for every single step along the way. Everything is a battle and I’m just tired. I wonder if there is a person a place or time where I will just feel accepted. I mean come on…Why can’t it just fall into place?
Tonight I’m going to bed without dinner and I’m not reading my guitar music…now that’s a rebel without a cause.
# posted by Nick D @ 10:55 PM 
