I was walking around and the OC theme song about California came on my iPod. I had included it in the video I made about me and Jeffrey's trip to California.
For some reason, hearing it sent a shockwave of happiness throughout me. There are some things that money and possessions can't replace. Like awesome memories with friends.
I'm becoming emotional in my old age.
I figured I'll start carrying around a notebook to write down my good thoughts to expound about on xanga later. Otherwise I forget all the awesome stuff I think about and it's lost forever.
Reading my old posts, I can tell I've lost alot of my anger. And also some of my perceived edge.
Looking for xanga fodder today, I thought I might try to come up with insults for people that I pass. I did this with great success just a
couple of years ago.
But I can't anymore. I couldn't think of any good insults. Things just don't piss me off as much.
Like the guy in the computer lab right now has long hair. A few years ago, I might have been able to think of a zinger like, "Hey, nice long hair. Did your boyfriend comb it for you?" But I just don't have that contempt for others in me anymore. If the guy wants to have long, neatly combed hair, then good for him. It took me like 20 seconds to even come up with that joke just now.
I guess accepting things and coping is part of maturation. Yeah sure, maybe I'll get the occasional bunson burner flame of anger from my inner soul when someone walks by and bumps my chair, but it doesn't happen nearly as often.
I think I've come to the conclusion that I can't change others, I can only change myself.
But I'll admit, I was a pretty funny yet mean bastard back in the day. I forget alot of the "great" stuff I've written over the years. Makes for a funny read.
I guess that's why I blog. To chronicle the way I changed throughout life. I mean,
an unexamined life is not worth living.
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