So I'm going a tad insane. Dunno what it is, but I've been even more hyper and jumpy than normal this week. And I've really got no way to get rid of it, so I've been going crazy blasting my stereo and trying not to rip my closet apart or something equally unhelpful. Like piercing my ears. Convincing myself to relax is not working. Particularly, I'm sure, simple due to the fact that I'm me. But you do what you can. On top of that, I'm starting to feel just a tad weird about the whole writing thing. No, it's not that I don't like it anymore - I do, and it's still what I want to do. It's just...Not really sure. I'm kind of an odd person in that I hate monotony with a passion. I want to DO something. I'm semi-terrified that during book-writing [or article-writing, blog-writing...whatever it may be] I'll do what I always do and fall apart halfway through then not get started again. Which obviously won't work if that's the career I chose. Obviously I'm sure I could acquire the necessary will-power to work through it...but I'm actually starting to think I need to do something with music. Not that I can sing and have yet to learn an instrument, but I write, don't I? Somehow or another, I need to be a part of this. Music has and continues to be what gets me through things, and though my tastes have changed, it's the one thing I've loved my whole life. Music and writing. Why not combine them?I've always figured that if I get into journalism, I'd love more than anything to write about music. Click my two greatest loves together and...well how exactly does that go wrong? Meg is a tad confused at the moment.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
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OK, first off, dude, pop an Ativan. xD You seem a tad ... manic.
Second off, I know exactly what you mean. I mean, I want to go to med school because honestly, psychiatrists get paid. It's not a huge passion of mine, although psychology in general is an interest. But I want to become one to support myself in case the writing thing doesn't work for that exact reason - that I just don't have the willpower to do it or I'm not good enough, I'll have something to fall back on. Writing, I guess, is what I'm really planning on.
Same with the music too - I've wanted to do *something* with music since I was 9, but I can't sing and I'm just now getting the hang of the keyboard. The cool thing about writing though is living vicariously through your story - I mean, you can have this whole other life in your characters. So I really plan to live out all those inplausible dreams through them. xD
The minute they turn organic. XD
Yeahh, I can understand the money thing. And while I know cash is necessary, it's far from my top priority just because so long as I can write I'll be happy with off the wall jobs. I'm fairly sure I could live out of a car if necessary and be just fine. Now that might change if I actually had to do it, but I really don't think so. I'm pretty flexible and up for adventures. XD
Exactly ^-^
I really don't think that's gonna happen. XD
Haha, yeah, that's great until you're eating hot dogs or rice and beans every single night. Maybe having to do that now and again has made me just a tad mercinary, but it sucks a lot more than it would seem. ^_^ It simply doesn't come off as an adventure to me. XDD
My point exactly. XD
Well I'm sure it sucks, we're not exactly the rich and famous either XD What I mean is, if it had to come to that, I'd find a way to be okay with it because I hate incessant moping. Unless it's called for. XD
You ARE rather adaptable. x]
And I don't mope. :P
Have to be XD
I wasn't implying you do 8D
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