Is it better to wonder if you’re right,
Or to know that you were wrong?
I’m so tired of filling out job applications. I do not want to go back to Hardees. But probably will. Gross. I am so glad I am going to college and only have to deal with this for a few more years. Stay in school, kids.
I discovered a really amazing thing today.
paperbackswap.com
It’s amazing, you post the books you don’t want anymore, and people request them.
You send your books to them, you get points.
You use these points for free books.
awesome.
I am home for the summer since Saturday.
My room is still a mess.
I have a bunch of pictures I want to share but can’t find my camera.
I have found my new favorite thing in the world:
Riding my bike in the warm sunshine down by the river…
It is the most calming, wonderful feeling there is, and strangely enough,
the river is probably what I missed most about this town.
Even if it’s secretly disgusting….
it’s obviously beautiful.
I was walking to class the other day, simply pondering life and such when I wondered; If you have made a good choice in the past and stuck with it and are content, what do you do if something else that seems even comes your way, except you have to leave that original good. Also, if you are not guaranteed you will find the same level of comfort in that new choice. Essentially, do we leave something good for something better?
I believe this brings up that age old quote, “The grass is always greener on the other side.” I know we’ve repeatedly heard in our lives that truly, the grass is not greener at all, in fact it’s most likely brown, you should learn to love what you have. What if someone out there in fact has a neighbor with greener grass. Like really, it’s kelly green and yours is simply a mossy greenish brown. How do you know you’re eyes are not playing tricks on you? It looks so green from here! If only you could hop over that stupid fence for two seconds, just to see…If only you could test your life out with a different set of choices, just to see… I guess that’s life. It is a part of living to be unsure, questionable, curious, and emotionable. I guess we can never know how green that fucking grass is…
I would really enjoy a megaphone
so that I could yell at the drunk people
who are screaming outside.
I’d also like a new camera.
amen.