"Cause I'm a mess and you know that I can't help it"
I think I let the past decide who I am and who I want to be. This shouldn’t be the case. The past shouldn’t make decisions for me like that. I can’t let go of something that’s made me who I am today. Most things in my life I attempt to do I might be good at but they don’t make me happy. The thing I find my mind always running back to is Music. (how appropriate The Rocket Summer- Brat Pack come on) If I don’t take chances in life I’ll be regretting and wondering “what if…” with every decision I make. I could never live with myself like that. Music makes me happy, I know many people feel the same way but they manage to move on to other career choices. I’m over the “its just a stage” crap. (The Cab- This City is Contagious just came on.) I don’t know anymore. I would write more but there’s a creepy guy here at the Barnes and Noble offering me candy. I’ll leave with I am determined to get a internship somewhere. I don’t care if I start at the bottom, which I will.