that was a good book. I love the way steve martin writes. He has a very poetic style. Almost dreamlike. Captivating to me. He really gets inside her head. I remember reading that book and really identifying with her. (i've forgotten her name, but I really think she is every girl...at least she's a lot like me). She was lost and confused. But just trying to be happy with her simple life. But she lived in Hollywood, the land of big dreams. And she was just trying to keep herself centered, trying to find love. Someone to care for her. But not in a mooshy romance novel way. In a very intelligent thoughtful way. At least, Steve Martin's writing style works that way. It all makes sense in her head. Even when she knows she's making mistakes, when she sees the obvious flaws in her ways, she accepts it and works with it. I think
I need to read that book again..
Is anyone ever really that sure of themselves? I talked to my professor the other day about picking my major. It was so odd. First we had this whole discussion about why I hadn't picked a major yet. I chocked it down to fear of commitment. Probably the only thing I was sure of: that I wasn't sure. Then he did the "where do you see yourself in 5 years?" My brain flatlined. 5 years? I have no idea! I can't think that far ahead. It seems almost foolish to think that far ahead. You set yourself up for problems to plan any further than tomorrow. I mean, I could say "gee I hope I've moved out, have a fun job and I am still seeing Adrian" which I do hope for but is that realistic? I'll be 25 that's a fact. I better be out of UMBC. Other than that, what more can I say? I want to be living on my own and not in maryland. Just cuz. Time to move. I'd like to still have Adrian...but that almost seems...I dunno...like if I say he'll still be around, that he might not be. If I get my hopes up then....better not to think that far ahead. I freak out just trying to count how much further till we've been together for a year.
Then he says "how about 10 years?" That's too much. I can't even fathom where I'll be at 30. I don't want to be in the same job I was that 5 years ago. I want to be on the move, I want to travel, I want to have a job that makes me happy. But I don't know what that is.
It's scary. But as buffy says "does the word 'duh' mean anything to you?" Yeah it's scary. That's life I suppose. I just wish I had a time machine to check that I don't end up miserable. I could probably slip into complain about life sucking mode way to easily. And I'd prefer to stay positive. I just have to keep my friends. That was the one thing that came out of my mouth. I want to have my friends. They are the most important thing to me.
yeah, that was preachy. G'night all.
Toodle pip
I need to read that book again..
Is anyone ever really that sure of themselves? I talked to my professor the other day about picking my major. It was so odd. First we had this whole discussion about why I hadn't picked a major yet. I chocked it down to fear of commitment. Probably the only thing I was sure of: that I wasn't sure. Then he did the "where do you see yourself in 5 years?" My brain flatlined. 5 years? I have no idea! I can't think that far ahead. It seems almost foolish to think that far ahead. You set yourself up for problems to plan any further than tomorrow. I mean, I could say "gee I hope I've moved out, have a fun job and I am still seeing Adrian" which I do hope for but is that realistic? I'll be 25 that's a fact. I better be out of UMBC. Other than that, what more can I say? I want to be living on my own and not in maryland. Just cuz. Time to move. I'd like to still have Adrian...but that almost seems...I dunno...like if I say he'll still be around, that he might not be. If I get my hopes up then....better not to think that far ahead. I freak out just trying to count how much further till we've been together for a year.
Then he says "how about 10 years?" That's too much. I can't even fathom where I'll be at 30. I don't want to be in the same job I was that 5 years ago. I want to be on the move, I want to travel, I want to have a job that makes me happy. But I don't know what that is.
It's scary. But as buffy says "does the word 'duh' mean anything to you?" Yeah it's scary. That's life I suppose. I just wish I had a time machine to check that I don't end up miserable. I could probably slip into complain about life sucking mode way to easily. And I'd prefer to stay positive. I just have to keep my friends. That was the one thing that came out of my mouth. I want to have my friends. They are the most important thing to me.
yeah, that was preachy. G'night all.
Toodle pip