
Indecision @ MindSay 
Lost
“What am I to do? What am I to do?”
And that's all I ever do
I just sit here wondering, “What am I to do?”
There was a time when I had all the answers,
And I knew where this voyage would take me,
But so much has changed since those days -
I live a very different reality...
There was a time so very very long ago
When I could navigate by a star,
And set a course to any destination
No matter how near or how far...
My compass is broken, my map is lost,
The landmarks I've never seen before,
And I can't get my bearings from the stars -
The only sound that's heard is the ocean and its roar
The waves push me where the may.
Will I end up broken upon the rocks?
Or in the port of some exotic land
With people greeting me from the docks?
I've no way of knowing or choice in the matter,
I have surrendered my life to the Fates.
Is no choice the correct choice?
That is still a matter up for debate...
©2009
Craving: Chocolate Ice cream
Playing: The World Ends With You
Listening to: The World Ends With You soundtrack
Should be reading: Chosen
Should be writing: The Village Square's monthly Harvest Moon/Rune Factory writing contest entry
Should have already written: OCC's writing contest entry - too late now
Should be doing: Chemistry notes and practicing
KitsunenoTora is feeling: Tired and strangely content
Today was... okay. Despite my alarm not going off at 8:30 like I had set it and waking up instead at 11:30 when my mom barged in my room to yell at me for forgetting my laundry in the living room, not allowing me to do much other than eat, make my lunch and pack, (I need a shower...) it was... okay.
Luckily I had managed to finally make myself throw together that free write last night, or else it would NOT have been done. ^^; It definitely seemed like a shame to lose out on 5 relatively easy points. I just hope my topic is acceptable. I didn't even finish my math in the morning like I had planned. Strangely, I got all my points, even though I was missing about a third of it....
Although today didn't do much for the loneliness factor in my life. I went to English at 1:00, talked to my online friends on the forum during breaks, and did my scholarly work. I was really looking forward to 4:00 like always, since I get to meet Andi in the corner of the cafeteria. :) Much to my dismay (and happiness, actually) she's really gotten into The World Ends With You (like I have been bugging her to do for forever), so she was playing that most of lunch. So we didn't get to talk, all the words we exchanged were about the yaoi manga I had just returned to her today and a few things about the game. *sad* So I just ate my lunner (lunch + dinner) and did as much as I could on my math homework. Then when she finally stopped playing, she randomly got up and disappeared with her friend Kristen and this other guy who's name I don't remember. (I'm terrible at names, and I've only heard it 3-4 times, and I was never actually introduced any of those times...) About half an hour later they showed up again, apparently they had gone to Subway for some food. But by that time, I had to leave... so I watched them dance (amusingly) to "Peanut Butter Jelly Time" and Ronald McDonald's youtube dance to Caramelldansen.
So yeah. Lisa is sad about that. Now I have to wait a week to see her again.
So at 5:30 I went to Algebra. We got our test back from last week... I was really surprised at my grade. I thought I had done well, but when I looked back I saw I had made some really REALLY stupid mistakes, like somehow mistaking a one for a four and mixing up signs. BAW. I got a 78%, my worst grade in that class yet. Needless to say I'm glad I didn't lose the points for my homework, that would have just made it worse.... Our homework was really hard, though. I'm not good at moving graphs spacially, and knowing what each number does to a specific original function... memorization sucks. I have the memory of swiss cheese. NOT FAIR.
I've noticed that somehow recently I've been becoming slowly and slowly more and more bad at math and science. Before, I could just read the section, do a few problems, and I was set... but now it's nothing like that. I study a whole lot more, but I do consistently worse and worse. I just can't seem to hold onto it anymore.
What's bad about that is that I don't really notice myself getting any better at things like English. And I've always been bad at History, I can't remember dates all that well. Plus, there's just so much to learn in those subjects, and if I don't continuously re-inforce the knowledge I gain, I lose it. Meh mind is like a sieve.
But back to not being good at Science and math anymore. I'm worried. It's becoming more and more obvious to me how much memorization and work goes into becoming a veterinarian.... and I don't know if I am capable of doing it. Plus, all that SCHOOLING. I just don't have the money. DX I still haven't searched for colleges yet, but I don't have really any hopes of being able to do that job. Nor do I really think it's for me anymore. I mean, I can handle the gore and the blood, but... I just don't know if it's for ME, you know? Can I do this job, and be happy with it?
But what makes me even more worried about that is... being a veterinarian was something I decided a long time ago. And since I had made that decision... I didn't really look at any other options. I don't KNOW what else I would be good at. I haven't the slightest clue what I could do for a living, for a career. The next best thing would be computers, but... I dunno. I'd rather do something art related, but I'm a terrible artist. D: I'm not that good at drawing, although I'm better than most. Anime style just doesn't cut it, and I have enough problems with anatomy and getting things to look right. *sigh* It's basically a no-go, and because of my hesitation and not knowing if being a vet is right for me, I haven't looked at any colleges. /dilemma
Shit. I forgot to call my doctor today. I REALLY need to make an appointment. I already told my dad and grandma WEEKS ago that I had already made an appoinment so that they wouldn't get mad at me and badger me constantly like they have done in the past. I just NARROWLY avoided death (figuratively) at my father's hands by lying and saying that I had told mom to put it on her calendar, but she must have forgotten, and that I would call the doctors to double check when my appointment was. Thank god he bought it, I would have been in SUCH deep shit if I was caught in a lie like that. DX
I gotta remember to do that tomorrow before I go to school.
Andrea getting TWEWY inspired me to play my game again. I still had not played Another Day (got wrapped up in RF2 and Phoenix Wright), but since it had been over 100 days since I had last played... I was really rusty. And the majority of at least the beginning of Another Day has to do with Tin Pin Slammer, which I DESPISE. Well, not despise, but I don't like it as much as the regular portion of the game, because I'm not that good at it. I tend to get out of control and move myself accidentally off the stage, essentially commiting suicide. Pretty much all the times I win are pure luck. So, frustrated, and wanting to start over because I remember hardly anything about the storyline (I wanna be able to talk to Andi about it, and seeing all the forshadowing is nice even if the shock and drama is mostly gone) I started over. Completely erased my old file. Pained me, it did, because I NEVER do that, and I hate to lose everything I had gained, especially because I hadn't even finished the game yet. No secret reports for me, I'll have to wait until I get through the game again to do that. Hopefully I'll have the time. (Can't wait for mid-winter break, haha. XD)
I've forgotten how addicting the game is. :) I'm on Day 3 of the first week (or was it 4..? Idr.) already. I want to play more, but I'm really really tired. So this will be it for today. Goodnight, digital abyss.
For those not familiar with it, it's about a hungry donkey who has two equal bowls of food in front of him. The bowls are equally full, they were spotted by the donkey at the same time, and the distance away from him is equal. In every way, both bowls look as equally appealling as the other. The donkey has a decision, which bowl should he walk to first to satiate his hunger? He stands there for so long with his indecision, that he starves to death with food right in front of him.
(Picture by Radical JoJo)
Anyway, you might be thinking, the situation is absurd. First off, a donkey would not be so stomped by indecision in such a matter. The donkey is hungry, he'll just pick one at random. But I was thinking, what if the context is different? What if the stakes of deciding one over the other is higher? What if both options are so precious to you that it is unthinkable to choose one over the other?
What if a madman has kidnapped two of your children, and the madman is making you choose to save one child over the other, or both would be killed? Or what if you are the only doctor in a room with two dying patients, and you have the skills to save one of them, but not enough time to save both? (Okay, I stole that last scenario from a Voyager episode. Keep in mind that the Doctor in that show is a program, not a human, and the situation caused him to malfunction.) But what if? How could you possibly choose?
The eve of metal for the brain. The deadline for us. This change for me and my boy was a freedom between us to see if it helped things improve. We love each other but love cant be everything in a relationship. We were so tied up in each other, totaly engaged in each others life. No freedom really, no friends of our own, becoming so used to being around each other it was tiring us out. So we decided we were together but independant and free. The trial period to see if it worked was from about 1 1/2 months ago untill metal for the brain. Thats tommorow. So after the gigs over we will talk.
I dont know how I feel i guess well see how it goes. The problem is because of the move lately I havnt had much of a chance to utilise that freedom so I dont know if I should take that into account or not when we talk. Ive no doubt I love him but the feeling isnt what it used to be. Its more like an addiction, a vital need for him. But how can I tell him I dont want to be with him if I dont even know if what I feel is real or a mindset as a result of being with him for so long. I dont want to stay with him if he'll just become another belonging or something after time. But I dont want to break up just cause it seems like the best thing to do.
Another problem is this freedom maybe very open but there are still things I cant or wont do because even if he says its ok, it may still hurt him.
Im scared of what this weekend could bring. Whether we stay or split, I dont have any idea if it will be the right choice. I didnt realise how much I was dreading this day till I read his blog and realised what day it was. I may not be with him at the end of the weekend. And even worse, I still dont know if im scared cause I love him and I want him to be around or because Im used to him always being there.
(If your reading this babe, Im sorry if it hurt you)
I will be thirty-five soon, in a few days. Not that days matter in matters of aging - it is all something fluid and irrelevant and moment specific and shit like that...
But I have spent the last couple of days trying to figure out.. trying... to figure out.. what i want to do with my life.. Who am I? What the fuck am I doing? What do I do now?
I haven't gone out since Thursday. I had been riding on the momentum of going out and staying exposed to people in order to not lose my ability to be "out"... I hate being around people.. They scare me, I feel awkward.. I don't know how to act... I have lost my momentum... but I had to stay away, I couldn't bear seeing the Ex anymore and pretending and smiling and waving and being heartbroke and feeling dirty and awful and stupid and and and...
So I am sitting here, house to my self... trying to figure out... who I am... What I am... How to remember how to be, something that was so simple when I was a child...
I don't know, don't know, don't know how to Be.. I am confused. I have been confused for a long time. Thinking about how confused I am doesn't make me less confused. Not thinking about how confused I am, trying to just "be me", well that doesn't help either, because in the middle of it I always look down like Wile E. Coyote and notice I am walking on air... Then I fall.
Did I mention that I am confused?
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