My main goal of taking higher literature and composition classes was to be more like John Green. Now that I'm taking the class and I'm seeing where he gets the things he says, does that make him less magical? I don't want to lose that.
This band Hugo is Fantastic. They are just as solid and as great as a rock band gets. You can feel the soul in every lyric of every song. The album is Old Tyme Religion and it is Amazing. At least that is what I believe.
Someone who is calm can control and hold on to power, but whoever is overly emotional, cannot hope to grasp the reins of power. Not to say that being emotional hinders ones ability to have control, it is just that being emotional, if not monitored, can quickly get out of hand and then you no longer feel your emotions, they control your decisions, your actions. No one wins in that instance. This dynamic applies to almost any relationship, to almost any situation. Cool heads always prevail.
It has been to warm here in my opinion. I like the cold, I want the cold, the cold is awesome. I want fog, dense, eerie fog that looks like it could house secrets. The sun is awesome and all, but my clothes are mostly to deal with the cold. The view out my window is nice when the sun hits the trees, and lights the branches in a sort of heavenly embrace. But I would trade that for some cold weather like the fog that showed up last night. I love overcast like that of the Napa Valley, it was calming, it was brisk, it was mine. The sounds of the fans in the morning, and the terrible antics of my gov teacher. That was mine. But now things are different, Santa Cruz is now my home. So I guess I have to learn to adjust.
Oh God....Oh God. The Depression is kicking in again.
On this day, I realized that my life still sucks. It frankly bothers me that even though I have started an new part of my life, by going to college, life has not improved. I’m still me, all depressed, pessimistic, and anxiety-ridden. Sure some aspects of my life have improved but not that many. I guess it was silly of me to believe that college would change me, stupid me refuses to change, it only wants to be itself. I don’t like it, I am really bothered by this. People like me, they think I am a nice guy but Goddamn It; Fucking Bothers Me. I am stuck as myself forever, How am I going to deal with this. I have to deal with myself for the rest of my life, and I am uninteresting and stupid. What am I going to do?!
I am waiting for a letter. I hope this letter is what I expect it to be, and I hope that it is sincere. Good, and sincere. I hope it gives me enough to keep going. I hope.
Everything is a mythical, cosmic battle between faith and chance.- Children of Men.
I asked myself which I believed in, Faith or Chance. Will I have an unquantifiable belief that everything or at least some things will work out. Will I have the knowledge that things are incalculably, and utterly random. Whichever I choose or don’t choose, ultimately I admit the same truth; that I have no control. That no one has any actual control. All I can try to do is comfort myself with one or the other. A bleak and depressing construct, but since I can’t really do anything about it I might as well just try to live. There is no guaranteeing that I’ll succeed, but on the other hand there is no guaranteeing I won’t. Hahahahahaha. It’s funny. I am alone in this until I’m not.
This version was performed live at The White House on June 2, 2010. Yes, that is Paul McCartney and the Obamas sitting in the front row gazing up at Mr. White.
The Obamas - along with Jack, Elvis Costello, Jerry Seinfeld, Emmylou Harris, Dave Grohl, The Jonas Brothers and more - joined McCartney at the end of the night for a singalong rendition of “Hey Jude”.