Welcome to Nowhere

I found a couple *really* old and not so well done things I’ve written in the past, mostly half-finished stories I’d forgotten which direction I wanted them to head in, and it got me to thinking… I haven’t actually written anything in forever. Well, aside from here, anyway–but not quite the kind of writing I’m talking about. So, one of these days, I’ll get back into doing it… and it might even end up here. Don’t count on it, but you know… stranger things have happened. Like me actually having a blog after my Live Journal attempt kind of floppededed.

I’ve narrowed down what I want to take should I actually afford to go back to school. Now, it’s a toss-up between a music degree (I do play piano, after
all though not in a while), to do with networking/information technology/computer geeky stuffs, to something as simple (relatively?) as conflict resolution. I still kick around the idea every once in a while about getting into the criminal law side of things, but I doubt I could come up with the tuition for that and still be sane… well, as sane as I am now. Which… isn’t really. But oh well. But, I’m still tossing that idea around here and there because I’ve always liked that kinda thing. I have absolutely no idea why beyond the fact it’s an excuse to argue with someone. And I do love a good argument. *cackles* Well, at least now it’s narrowed down. Phase 2: $$$!

Okay, so not relevant to the last entry I posted here. Big flippin’ deal. I keep hearing this particular song on the radio and, well, needless to say it almost always makes me think of certain people, and the repeating hell they go through either by choice or otherwise. The problems aren’t exactly the same, well okay so they’re not really the same in the slightest. But that isn’t why I’m doing it. So, anyway. First time I heard this song the first thought that popped into my head was basicly “I keep *telling* these people that”. Or something like it anyway. And maybe not quite so literally. Basicly, the song’s about a couple who’s managed to go through all kinds of problems, or so I’m gathering by it anyway, but it was the overall sentiment I was aiming for. Basicly, the song… which I might as well link to here, explains that the only way you’re going to get what you want out of anything, be it love, life or both, is if you want it badly enough that you’re willing to fight for it, no matter what. There’s gonna be pain before you find love–that’s a guarantee. But if it’s worth it, you’ll want to work through that pain to get to whatever it is that makes you happy. I think a lot of that has to do with the whole having strength and actually being able to trust yourself to put things behind you and get through it. That, and if you have someone with you to actually be there for you, it makes coming through things in one piece just that much easier. The song’s a country one, but it works for what I think it’s meant for. Might not be exactly what it was originally intended for… but oh well. That’s what the song says to me, so it found itself there.

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It took me until now to realise that song didn’t upload right. Bastard.

I should make this a daily routine. By that, I mean actually doing things like this while sitting outside. God knows it’s warm enough now. And I’ve certainly got the free time… but I’m lazy. Ah well, lazy is fun but it’s nice out. Easy decision.
Hmm. Apparently a book that was published 7 years after Shakespear’s death, which contains pretty original versions of most/all of his plays, is now up for auction. Without that book, so I read, anyway, plays like MacBeth would never have made it to this day and age. Which… I would have been perfectly fine with–it would have kept a good portion of my hair actually on my head. How’s that for a topic change?