The Great Yoshitoshi

Saturday, May 1, 2010

The End...

So this is supposed to be my last blog post of the semester. 

Really? So soon? We just got started?

I'm saying this drunk at 9:21 on a Saturday night before finals.

Well, little blog of mine, you have taught me much.

We started with my daily rants, threw some creative writing in there, and then, again ended on more rants. Upon reflection, I am a very negative person. I whine alot, I'm sassy, I'm pessimistic.

But it works for me. I guess.

I've spent a lot of time this semester trying to escape these undeniable character traits, only to find them once again, staring back at me, pointing and laughing for thinking I could escape. (Kind of like my God reference in my last post).
How silly. Either way, "I Yam what Yam." 

I am a mess. A sassy, unpleasant mess. With bad jokes.  I'm learning to embrace it. 
My very wise little sister once said that, "Too many people overvalue what they are not and undervalue what they are."  
I have much to learn from her.

At the beginning of my blogging "journey," I envisioned a much more collected, zen-like me. As usual, I set my standards much higher than I could ever even want to be. 

My blog succeeded in what it is -- a picture of my thoughts, my reflections, what I've learned from myself and being blessed to just be alive. 
And for those things, I am very lucky. Horray me. Horray blogs.

Now, if I can only learn html, I'll be set.

Boy oh Boy oh Boy!

I'm soooooo excited the semester's almost over!

I can almost taste the sweet, sweet freedom.

Followed by the worst ass-raping of a summer I've yet seen. 
Yes, that analogy was rather cheeky and inappropriate. (Ha! Get it? Cheeky?!?!)



I guess by now I should be panicking that after paying today's rent, gas, and electric, I will have less than $20.00 left to pay for my phone bill, food, and credit card payments. 

But I won't panic.
You know why?

Because it's not worth losing my head over. 
Panicking is not pro-active, people!
 I guess I'm learning how to manage stress better. Appreciate the things that matter.
-- Or I just don't give a shit. (Money is pretty much a fictitious idea to me anyway; the Loch Ness Monster or even a Sasquatch seems more realistic in theory to me.)


Some things in life just aren't worth losing your head over. 
I've always had problems with money, so honestly, this should be a breezy walk in the park for me.


Obstacles can either make you or break you, and there will be many of them yet to come; that much is for sure.


For me, they seem to be never-ending. 

I guess that's just the hand I've been dealt. I'm sure there's some reason for it that I'm not seeing at this point in life. Maybe God is just a big dick, pointing and laughing at me and my suffering. 

Maybe there's no reason at all. Maybe I think my life has higher significance than it really does in the bigger picture.

I need a vacation. Wish me luck on my job search.