"There’s a line from the books where Hermione says, "You’re my best friend, Harry." And what’s sad is that she’s not Harry’s best friend - Ron is. There’s a lonliness there. These characters are so rich; I don’t think people realise how rich they are.”
“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
I decided yesterday that I am ready for my life to begin. I have been moaning about how boring my life is on here for about a year now, and you have all put up with it. Now it’s time to actually do something about it.
Time to get a job. Any fucking job. And get money. And leave to go where ever the fuck I want.
What’s stopping me? Fear? I’ll push that aside. Once I get a job and actually interact with more people I will stop being so shy and aprehensive to try new things. I think it will give me the confidence boost I need to finally leave, if only for a couple of weeks first. Then if that goes well I will work towards planning a longer, more extensive trip to say US or Australia.
I need to stop thinking that everything is just going to fall into place.
Although I am dead set against College or uni or any type of further education it doesn’t mean I have to sit around and do fuck all while everyone else I know are out getting degrees. I could have had a job and saving money for the past 2 and a half year and I haven’t becasue I am lazy. I have wasted almost 3 years of my young life that I will never get back.
Ok, so. No more complaining about my boring life. I promise!
When people get weepy at movies it’s because in that dark theatre the golden pool of magic is touched, just briefly. Then they come out into the hard sun of logic and reason again and it dries up. And they’re left feeling a little heart sad and not knowing why
-Mark Schwahn (One Tree Hill: 8x22 This is my house, This is my home.)
Had a dream it was my first day at uni. I was so lost and had no idea what course I was even doing. Then after AGES of sitting feeling like an idiot, my dad picked us up and for we drove into the white house (cause apparently that’s what you’re supposed to do) - He said we need permission from the president to carry on driving haha. So Obama came out and let us go by, and him and my dad got in an arguement .
The realisation that I won’t be a teenager anymore, pretty soon. Maybe I should stop wasting my time with complete fucking idiots who make me feel like shit and just enjoy being nineteen, with people who actually mean something to me.
I’ve still got the better part of a year to go, but turning 20 freaks me so much seeing as I have acomplished nothing in life apart from the skill tumbling and watching movies.