oh, it’s so amazing…
So at our first Open division tournament, lindsay and I went 3-5 on a whole bunch of close ballots. I thought we were pretty amazing.
I’m starting my new project for next semester, I’ve kind of got big plans for debate? I’m pretty excited about everything I’m taking on, I kind of want to be good I guess. I don’t know that debate is the thing I want to be doing the most, but it’s something that I’m good at that I’ll do for now.
All of these "where am I?" "who am I?" "what is my purpose?" questions recently roll like water off my back, Just doesn’t seem to matter anymore. What am I trying to know better anyway?
Today I wrote a personal ad, as an assignment in class. We were supposed to write to the music that we search for. Here’s mine:
Seeking pensive melodies wrapped around wistful words that will make my stomach drop. First connections are everything, simplicity is key. Must be willing to touch the tender spots until I don’t know if I’ll scream or cry, and to coax the tears out on lonely nights. This isn’t about satisfaction, I’ve been satisfied before. This is about the unfulfilled passion, the heart wrenching agony of wanting something you know you’ll never get.