Say Anything And I'll Agree.

Forget where you are.
Stop thinking of where you're going.
Of where you'll be tomorrow.
Or where you came from the day before.
You never know exactly and you'll always be wrong regardless.

Forget knowing what makes you happy.
What makes you happy now never did before.
What made you happy once doesn't now.
What makes you happy today won't in the future.
Not in the same way.

All you can do is make yourself happy today,
because tomorrow it fades.

And there's my comprehension of happiness thus far.

What if goodbye is all that's left?
And if that's the last time I see you walk away.
And if it's not, I think my feelings will change.
And if perhaps I do ever see you again, 
I may not even see you the same.

The World In Ant View.

Hurray for being happy and remembering that nothing is ever as bad as it seems.

 Physically, I feel like mush because I had more alcohol than food yesterday.

But somehow my brain feels in order again.

I'm going to try this "get more than 5 hours of sleep a night" thing.

And then I'm not going to take everything so seriously because

nothing in the world matters as much as we think it does.

I love how something as simple as sleeping with the sun shining

 in my open window just pleases me beyond compare.

It's so nice outside today,

but I think I'll stay in my bedroom and read about psychology and play guitar.

Why Would I Hitch A Ride When I Can Drive?

I'm not writing about boys anymore.
I never cared before.
So I'm stopping now.
Too much time ;
thought;
feeling
are wasted.


I've fallen in love with the studio.


I've listened to only The Distillers for about a week straight. (I pretty much live every song.)
I got to record the drummer to one of my favorite bands.
I've been in the studio a total of 12 hours since Tuesday and I've spent 10 sleeping.
I am tired and I'm napping right after I post this. (I never nap.)
It's been a good week.

"I'll sleep when I'm dead!"

Every Day Is Different From The Last.

I could definitely do this.
Being overall happy with a couple bad days here and there.
I wish life could be like that.
But there are phases, it moves in cycles.
I'm happy now.
I'll be happy for a while.
Still I dread the impending sadness,
because it always happens.
There is no exceptions.
And that's okay.
And I won't
dwell.

I believe this today. I need to remember it.
And the bad days won't be so bad.
I live my life as a constant battle;
me against the Universe.
But I call a truce.
The Universe is my friend.
These days, I can see the signs.
The signs that you want me to be happy.

I'm letting myself be happy.
I'm taking care of my heart.

 

I like you,

I guess you

know that.

I suppose,

you could

like me too.

Just like

I want you.

Ain't It Good To Be Back Home?

Now my feet won't touch the ground.
Cold, cold water...
What ya say?

It's such a
perfect
day.

These are the happiest days of my life. The Olympics amaze me
daily and I couldn't imagine not being here right now. I've
never felt such euphoria as walking down Robson
Street. I've seen it at 4pm and 2am and
the wonder that overthrows me is
something I think I'll never
find the same way
again. 

Dear Friends; I wish you were here.  Although I'm discovering just

how much I admire my solitude. I'm not afraid of loneliness. It's so

good to be alone sometimes. I am one with the world. I can feel the

 heart beats of a thousand people wherever I go.

You can't even fathom what I

 feel right now. Multiply it by infinity,

take it to the depths of forever and you'll

barely have a glimpse of what I'm talking about.

Even walking to the bus stop after school today was

emotional. I almost cried; my eyes welled up.

Only because I was so happy.

Everyday is perfection.

I can't wait til the morning. I wouldnt wanna change a thing.

Now the sky could be blue.

I don't mind.

Without you it's

 a waste of

time.