February 14, 2003

The Walk of Shame.

Haha, it's that thing I do when I feel all skank because I slept around... Yeah, I scored, haha (key reminder: no, I didn't really score, I'm just kidding).

This morning, it wasn't really a shameful walk... True, I woke up wherever, but I did a little skippity hop to breakfast. You know, something all nice and cheery that it's a freakin cold day, I woke up early, and now I'm gonna consume something nutricious. So there I am, all donned up in my uniform and pin shininess and I take my walk down that little asphault runway to Hazell. What do I do on my way there? Become super dramatic, slow my pace as if people that mattered were awake and watching, and mentally began to complain about how alone I am... That's terrible, isn't it?

Alone aside, how's about going down to where they were, seeing the most ghetto thing possible, and just being like, hey, I wouldn't have it any other way. That's the way it is I guess. Slammed with a little project, stacking on the time, the "credits", the obligations, the relations, the stress... But, I seriously think, I wouldn't have it any other way... Had I done something else 8:30 Wednesday night, I would have cried and whined my way through what could have been the shittiest semester ever. To Rich we say better to agonize than regret. At least with agony, you know what you're dealing with.

But, I stress, as one important man once pointed out, more obligations just means less hours spent wasting time. And I won't even go into this whole Just Do It attitude, because I think that's kinda shitty. It's still very proactive. So here I am saying just be, do or do not. Things just are. So let's flow, aight?

Posted by Mark Canlas at February 14, 2003 03:16 AM
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