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Bon Voyage Teenage Matt!

It’s 2:16 am on Tuesday, November 20, 2007. It’s T-minus 3 hours until I am officially no longer a teenager. It’s really weird to think about. This is my last blog as a teenager! It seems like those years really flew by. So, much has happened in only 10 years to shape me. It’s probably going to be the most crucial decade in my entire life in terms of growing and changing. If I just take a quick jaunt down memory lane the first thing I think about is all the people that used to be so important in my life. I would have done absolutely anything for them and now I barely talk to them if I do at all. I am not necessarily sad or upset by this it is just interesting to see how much time just a couple years can make. I have shared some of my most intimate thoughts and best times with these people. It’s growing up I would imagine. I really do want to thank all those people who I have lost contact with, somehow you have changed me, or helped me to change myself. Also looking back I remember all the pain that came along with getting me to where I am today. That is something I probably will never, ever forget. I hate to whine about stupid petty stuff, but growing up hurts. It hurts a lot. It reminds me of the quote from Little Miss Sunshine when Frank is talking to Dwayne about Proust.

“..he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, Those were the best years of his life, ’cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn’t learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you’re 18… Ah, think of the suffering you’re gonna miss. I mean high school? High school-those are your prime suffering years. You don’t get better suffering than that.”

There is really a lot of truth today. I think when I first got my heart broken. I mean really, really broken. Debilitating physical pain broken. That’s when I made the most self-realizations and grew the most as a person. I just come back to how much has happened in only 10 years. It’s just too much to go over. It’s been good and I wouldn’t trade all the pain, suffering, good-times and unforgettable memories for anything. I really am going to miss the innocence that comes with being a teenager, but at the same time I am fully ready to assume responsibility for my life. The future does not scare me. I am ready for the ups and downs it brings. I am going to try to make this coming decade better than the last. So, here is the closing to one chapter of my life and the opening of an entirely new one. Happy 20th me!

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Exaustireepy

I am so tired. This week has really taken it out of me. I have had a calc exam, 2 physics homework assignments, 2 Japanese quizzes, 3 Japanese homework assignments, 2 Calc assignments, a CS lab, and a phys lab. I just want to sit back with a tall, icy, refreshing, video game to calm me down. I only have one more class today then I am home free. It’s for my electrical engineering lecture class. It’s over ethics which means they are going to ask dumb things like, “If you have one bullet left and your wife is being held captive, but your boss is on fire and headed towards an overturned petroleum tanker next to the company’s money, who do you shoot?” I am so very excited for the weekend. Then come next week it’s break!

On a side note, I am in severe needs of new music, so why not suggest some? Leave a comment or two.

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Brutal Honesty

I really need to start bringing a laptop or a tape recorder with me when I go on walks. I always think of the best things to write about, but by the time I get back I almost completely forget how I worded them and everything. The purpose of this blog is really to try to admit some things to myself. The best way I could think to do this would be to present it to a world wide audience.

You ever get that feeling where you know something is amiss, but you can’t figure it out? Well, for the past year or so I have had this constant nagging feeling. It gets stronger on some days and weaker on others, but it’s always there. There was a couple times where I thought I got it, but alas, it was to no avail. This is just, hopefully, a stepping stone to help me figure out what the hell is going on. You know sometimes when you believe a lie so much it becomes truth? I kind of get that feeling about my whole self. I don’t really know me anymore. I mean I am me and I don’t know me. If that is hard to understand I am sorry. I feel like a hodgepodge of different fads, scenes, and people. I don’t know my defining quality. Over the past year I really thought I gained a bunch of confidence, but I realize now most of it is just a facade. I think most of me is just a facade. I put on these fake masks every morning because I don’t want people to see the real me. I don’t even know the real me anymore. The real me died many years ago when I started to care what other people think. I keep searching to find the real me and bring him back from entropy. There is so many things I have done just to impress other people and it hasn’t even done that. Instead it has really made me loose sight of truly important things. I am at a point right now that no matter which group of friends I am with I always feel awkward. I am distrusting of everyone and I don’t like 95% of people I come into contact with. I am ashamed of things I really like and sometimes even deny liking them in front of people. I really don’t like me right now. There is only a few things I am proud of and it’s not enough. I really want to be happy with myself again. I think then I will be happier with other things. I always say I don’t care what people think, well it’s time to start practicing what I preach and stop being a baby. I really want to start being less sarcastic, it is my biggest shield against anyone. It has come to a point where it’s hard for me to communicate without being sarcastic and sometimes just downright mean. I need to start bringing the old me back maybe with some new spices, but essentially the person I used to be. I liked him. We were buds. I look back at old posts and videos and I really was arrogant. In the summer I used to ask myself what did I have to be arrogant about? Well, today I realized it was because despite my slightly chunkier physique, I was comfortable with myself. I liked me and in turn so did other people. I don’t know how to end this, but I think I am done for right now.