[2001-09-25]-[12:40 p.m.]
-----'Pick Up The Pieces' by Crimpshrine
I was listening to this and it hit hard. I am tired. I am waiting. I hate waiting. I really am a big sucker for instant gratification. With everything. But I'm happy. And I'm content. And I've got all I need.
I'm hearing a lot about some old friends whose life isn't working out for them. It's tough to hear about. I'm not ready to give up yet, but I'm getting the feeling a lot of people I know are. It's sort of sad. I wish life wasn't as hectic for everyone. It's really not that bad. Life's not, I mean. It's hectic, but so what? Make the fucking best of it, that's what I'm trying to do. Wake up in the morning excited about the Santa Cruz sun, or my skateboard on the floor taking me to the grocery store to get cooking supplies. Or excited about the Klasse Kriminale record I just got from the record store. Stay excited about the boyfriend who stands by me, always. Just stay excited. 'You've come this far, why give up now?' Why? Thank you, Aaron, for that.
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