I think i’m going tune up my guitar that havent touched in years and try learn a new song sometime soon. two ppl have said i looked like billy corgan with no hair anyway so
Something i had asked her even made her promise to do before 20th well just just quit on me. Had to have a friend do it, it was something i really wanted her to do, bc really hard for me to lose my hair, wanted the most important person in my life to do it. I havent fully broken down yet. Except first time ever crying in public, i went home talked to guy on vent, thought about moving to canada, nj, and even joining military (have the hair cut now..). My friends came over it helped me lot least for last night. Havent really slept, might go disney tonight. Also made plans with another friend to go knotts prob in few weeks. I just got to keep going and making myself better. Be warned i’ll prob break down at one point in future and cry all over the internet, you dont say yes to someone unless you really mean it :(
The champion’s creed
I promise to always be true to myself, because I AM a child of the creator and a master of my universe. I AM responsible for making a positive difference in the world and to the quality of life in it.
Don’t Judge a Book by its Cover
A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the Harvard University President’s outer office.
The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard and probably didn’t even deserve to be in Cambridge. She frowned.
“We want to see the President,” the man said softly.
“He’ll be busy all day,” the secretary snapped.
“We’ll wait,” the lady replied.
For hours, the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away. They didn’t, and the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president, even though it was a chore she always regretted. “Maybe, if they just see you for a few minutes, they’ll leave,” she told him. He sighed in exasperation and nodded.
Someone of his importance obviously didn’t have time to spend with them, but he detested gingham dresses and homespun suits cluttering up his outer office. The president, stern faced and with dignity, strutted toward the couple.
The lady told him, “We had a son who attended Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed. My husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on campus.”
The president wasn’t touched…He was chocked. “Madam,” he said gruffly, “we can’t put up a statue for every person who has attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery.”
“Oh, no,” the lady explained quickly. “We don’t want to erect a statue. We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard.”
The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and homespun suit, then exclaimed, “A building! Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs? We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical campus at Harvard.” For a moment the lady was silent.
The president was pleased. Maybe he could get rid of them now.
The lady turned to her husband and said quietly, “Is that all it costs to start a university? Why don’t we just start one of our own?” Her husband nodded.
The president’s face wilted in confusion and bewilderment.
So, Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford got up and walked away, traveling to Palo Alto, California where they established the university that bears their name, a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.
You can easily judge the character of others by how they treat those who they think can do nothing for them or to them.
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your Gods, all the living and the dead
And you’re really all alone?
You could live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can’t find the woods
While you’re hiding in the trees"
