what are you excited about?
I’m excited for…
sleeping in my mom bed, when she goes out of town
seeing pierce the veil in tokyo on oct. 10
tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that…
living in japan for another 5 months
moving to miami
i feel like I’m betraying my best friend by liking Brandon Bolmer, but honestly this is freakin awesome. i listen to it all the time. i do miss Craig though, but hey, we’ve always got D.R.U.G.S. (:
Do things like this happen to you too?
I went up stairs to get my jacket because I was cold. But when I got up there I was distracted by the phone ringing && i forgot about the jacket && went back down stairs. But then I realzed I was still cold so I got up to go back upstairs. && I was a little frustrated with myself because this happens alot, I have the shortest attention span. But anyway I got up to go get it && turned around for a reason that I do not know && there is my jacket sitting on the back if my chair.
Now playing: Down, Set, Go by Underoath.
it just always makes me laugh.
“When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childish things and the desire to be very grown up.” - The Lion, The Witch, And the Wardrobe.
Although I am still very much a child and I cannot exactly relate to this I can compare my mind in thinking about childishness with the way C.S. Lewis thinks about it. I hope that I will never give up my childih things and I know i never want to grow up. I’ve seen many adults who lose their light, fun heart when they grow up which is scary or their just immature forever in which case no legitamate adult will like or take them seriously which is sad. I sometimes wonder if it’s an either or situation. Do I have to be a boring adult only interested in the newspaper to be taken seriously? or do I have to act like a child forever to hold on to joy? I think that this might be one if most difficult balances in life. How much of a child && how much of an adult do I need in me to be appropriate for my age. Of course I’m worrying about this prematurely because I’m still young enough to defend my rights to sleep with a teddy bear and eat gummy worms whenever I want. But I am obsessed with happiness. My happiness today && twenty years from. I also like to be prepared, not nesscessarily to the challenges I will inevitably face but in the kind if person I want to grow up to be && the things I’ll have to do to get there. This is what my brain thought about this week…
Now playing: Eine Kleine Nachtmusik - Mozart