I feel the same way all the time man. Like, right now I am supposed to be deciding where to go with my life...but really, what I want to do is say **** it all, and go live in the bush. All alone, no people, no news, no hassles. Just me, and whatever I can hunt. ****, I'd love to have a ferrari, or a big house, or a wife and kids(later on of course), or my own business, but I really don't even see the point to it. I mean, what is the point to all of that? A ******* status symbol. but for me, all I really want is a Ferrair 360 Moden in Yellow...thats all I want. I don't care so much about a big house, or any other s*** like that, I just want the car, since I feel so much better when I drive. Driving releases me, and everything feels right in the world when I am driving. Just chilling in the car, alone, with some nice music, just cruising. But like you said, I get home, and see the media, everywhere, with their ******* propaghanda and all their 'who wants to be a star' bulls*** and all the icons and s***. I mean, **** it all, we're all just people. So why is it some people get so much, and others so little. I mean, I work hard, everyday of my ******* life...and for what? I feel like my life is failing at everything. I am not a very sucessful person to myself, but then I see everything else, and that just makes it worse. I want to be sucessful, and I know it takes work, only problem is, all my doors feel like they are closing around me. Feels like I'm being left behind. I want to finish school, become a teacher, and get a part time job as a real estate salesman. While working, put some money on a nice house, live in it, while I fix it up and sell it for profit. Do that a few times and then invest in a business. The only problem is, I just don't think I'll succeed. Why? because I just feel like doing that is gonna end me up worse off than I am right now.I want to take the risk, because I know to win, you gotta play, to play you gotta be able to pay. I want to be happy, and I want to be sucessful. But I also don't wanna have to give up my life, with friends, family, parties, driving going to shows and concerts and s***. But apparently to be sucessful I'm going to have to. Right now for me it's all a bunch of confusing s*** on where I want to go with my life, and what I want to give up for that life.
I also feel what your saying about people and technology via INTER-*******-NET. No one ever wants to talk on the phone to say hey, or plan something, all ******* online. Hey, you wanna chill?, no I can't, I'm talking with my online friends I'm never gonna meet or see or be able to interact with. I mean, yeah, ok, cool. Its nice to be able to access all this s***, but people really go overboard, and get addicted to this s***, and just can't seem to give it up. I mean, I'm a mountainbiker, and I love to ride. But all my friends just wanna chill inside, or go to the movies, or watch TV or go online. Even the people I used to ride with are becoming fat slobs. So I find myself, alone out on the trails...I used to see all sorts of people out and about...now it's rare. Unless someone is outside to tan, they aren't there. Except for a rare few, who aren't letting themselves be taken over by the web. Also, people seem to use the web to steal alot of s***. I mean, given, it's cool to be able to download an entire album from an artist, and listen to it. But if you like it you should atleast pay for it, even if you only buy the online MP3 version, you gotta pay man. I mean, hell yes I download alot of s***. But about 75% of it, the stuff I even remotely like I'll go out and buy, it's only respect. It's like a car. You buy it, or lease it to pay for its use. The creator/seller get money for their service, business goes one. Now, say you lease a car, but pay nothing....who pays for what you just did. But then you gotta think again, these people you are paying for their 'talent', are the same ******* people who are greedy, selfish bastards for the most part. Don't get me wrong, some are extremely good people, better than I, and use their status and wealth to get good things done...then theres the Jessica Simpsons.
As you can tell by my ******* essay here, I'm confused, lost, overwhelmed and pissed off all at once. I dunno what the hell is going on with my life anymore, and I don't know where to go with it all.
Thats just my little blurb.