Less Than Three

So I’ve realized lately that a reoccurring quote that explains a lot of things in life is “Does it really fucking matter?” Lately I’ve seen some many people at work, at school, etc, make these big deals about something that is so trivial and not even worth it. People, just step the fuck back and look at what you’re doing for once. Put some perspective into your life. If you’re breathing and well, take life for what it gives you. I’ve been living in the ‘now’ per say, a lot more these days and I must say, I’m a lot happier. I’m not saying that I’m not thinking about my future and hoping for the best, I’m just not expecting anything to happen. I don’t expect anything so that everything that is given to me is a pleasant surprise. Even something as small as a smile from someone in passing. I don’t know much, and I hopefully have a lot of things ahead of me, especially in these next few years, but I know that I’ll be thankful for most things that come my way. Oh how I’ve missed having this tumblr as a writing release. Night tumblr.

So… I’m finally not locked out of my tumblr.

Haven’t made a post yet this year… HAI GUYS.

In Gundrak leveling my Windwalker monk…

• Hunter in full heirlooms says “brb, gonna zone out to get a quest item” (which he forgot to get in the beginning of the instance)

(nobody cared)

• we down third boss without him while he is running back.
• he catches up and was like “thx for waiting for me…”

(everyone was like…uhhh?)

• I responded with “It’s your fault you forgot to pick up the item”
• He promptly responds with “Shut up gay scrub”

(me thinking “are you fucking kidding me?”)

• challenge him to a dps-off on last boss.
• succeed in winning said “dps-off” with no heirlooms on.
• Hunter QQ’s and ragequits

…bad.

So after a little sifting through some quiet thoughts and mixed emotions, I decided to write a little bit. I start with a small anecdote: Today my gym teacher took us for a two mile walk around downtown Hopedale. We went up to the elementary school to drop a key off or something of that effect. So my teacher had to talk to one of the aids out back on the playground who was supervising recess (this man also being my former math teacher). Anyway, drifting from the point… I looked around at all the kids playing around and not caring about anything and it made me wonder where time has gone. Back then I was the awkward kid with a slight speech impediment who wore his brother’s old Gap t-shirts thinking I was a hot piece of ass. Now I’m a nearly 6 foot tall young adult with facial hair, a political view, and a job if everything goes well on Tuesday. But the thing that scares me the most about this drastic change is… that was only 8 years ago, give or take. Imagine where I’ll be in another 8 years. It just blows my mind to think I’m off to college in two years. Blows my freakin’ mind.