So lately i’ve been stressing, big time, about the future. What I’m doing next weekend, where I’ll be headed next quarter, where I’ll be working in a couple of months, will I be working in a couple of months? I think a lot of people in my situation would be doing the same. Twenty-somethings striving to make something of themselves, shit, make rent is more like it. I think the worst part of it all is that we forget the reasons for why we do what we do. Our age is the age of creation, the amount of “creatives” in this generation, in comparison to the last few, are through the roof. We do it because we love to express ourselves through art, music, design, type, acting, fashion. Whatever. We forget we go into these because we have a passion for them and get caught up in the fast pace of our world. Slow down. Not all of us can be the next big thing, we can’t all create the next trend but we can remember to put the passion we once had back into our work. Whatever has fueled it in the past is still there and we gotta remember it’s still there, just buried in all that garbage we’ve been filling up over buzzfeed, mashable, twitter, and instagram.
To realize your future is somebody else’s past…
Something I just realized and was going to slap onto my Facebook is, it’s not the ones who did it first who are remembered but, the ones who did it best. Who crafted it best. Who used the best truth.
I’m going to try and remember to stop stressing over creating something new and get back to the old me. The one who did it because it he loved the craft and the detail.
Woah, this life hits you hard. This is a life talk post because shit’s going down in my life and I don’t know – just have to write about this shit.
This weekend was my birthday weekend! I shared it with two of my best buds here in San Francisco with me. Best part was when we went out and had the best meal I could ever have requested at this delicious place called Harris on Van Ness.
So I think I have posted this already, but I’m not sure. I dropped my choices for Quarter Away as Paris, Chicago, and New York & like everybody else in the school, are going a little insane until they learn about the outcomes of this. I could really go anywhere, I could even stay here If I have to but the thing is finding an apartment after this is going to be awful. Bloody awful. I’ll get by with something but with everybody splitting it’s going to be tougher then it’s been yet. That’s life though, we need to keep challenging ourselves and take what is dealt to us.
Tomorrow is the start of midterms, so It’s time to buckle down once again. There’s a list of classes that I want to start making major improvements in, if not the work – the work ethic is the target. Which is sad because I used to be the hardest working student back in college, I guess it’s just learning how to get in the groove of things and in the Advertising World, it’s almost impossible to find that groove.
I don’t know, I continuously blame social media as a blame for these confusing feelings of depression and anxiety. If only I could take a break from them more often! Or find a way to spend more time on them… still can’t decide which one is more important at the moment.
Alrighty, I’ve gotta go and get some rest for the week to come. Sorry about that rant but I had to a couple things out there – some day I’ll start posting everything that’s bothering me on this baby. Some day.. maybe.