who moved my jeez
Thursday, September 1st, 2005somebody threw this at me,"what do you do fr a living trix?"
in all honesty, i felt like saying i try to live for a living.
observing and sponging in. being a young blunt hopeful, dreaming of how i’d live tomorow if i did something right, right now at this point in time.(altogether now, awwwww. fookin bastards. haha)
do i live today, this moment, right now? sometimes.
life is only content presently because of what i wished it was to be in the last 4 years. and life will only be content again, in the next few years, after i’ve become and achieved what i wish it to be from now. you with me on this? if that doesnt happen, i redirect my optimism to live and blame it on ‘fate’(face it, we all do, there’s a reason why you and i could cut ourselves, but never deep enough to end it). i had a friend who did tho, stupid for being so goddamn selfish.unforgiven. and yes, self-sympathy turns me off and over the ledge.
but to the person that asked me that, you prolly meant my job right?
well i lie and put on a fake smile for being in advertising by day, and i go jeng jeng jeng and dribbledy-doo-daa at dusk. good day matey! =)
but shyea. what do i do for a living.
