-sighs thoughtfully-
May. 31st, 2003 09:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sathorAt some point I have to finish my finals...but oh well. I feel like writing a little bit here.
You know, I'm still confused as to what exactly I want in this life. My mind has two different ideas of what life can be, one is you're free to do whatever you want (yeah, right) the other is corperate work with just weekend off.
Only possible way the former will occur is if this 'band' me and my friends are trying to form works and gets us pretty far. Then maybe i'll be free in a sense.
But yeah, right.
Like that's going to happen to someone like me.
Hmm.
Music is awesome. Making a profession out of it would be rewarding regardless of money...
And the longer I stay in this town the more I die inside. There is no hope for the this place. It's stagnant, the people will not accept any change or anyone different...
Makes it impossible to get any sort of companionship.
That's the thing I want right now, but i want the real kind, not the kind that is faked...
Argh.
You know, I'm still confused as to what exactly I want in this life. My mind has two different ideas of what life can be, one is you're free to do whatever you want (yeah, right) the other is corperate work with just weekend off.
Only possible way the former will occur is if this 'band' me and my friends are trying to form works and gets us pretty far. Then maybe i'll be free in a sense.
But yeah, right.
Like that's going to happen to someone like me.
Hmm.
Music is awesome. Making a profession out of it would be rewarding regardless of money...
And the longer I stay in this town the more I die inside. There is no hope for the this place. It's stagnant, the people will not accept any change or anyone different...
Makes it impossible to get any sort of companionship.
That's the thing I want right now, but i want the real kind, not the kind that is faked...
Argh.
