Make new friends...

But keep the old; some are silver and the others gold.

Keeping with that same line of thinking, you should also make new memories. But keep the old ones as well. They make you who you are. What about the bad ones though? What about all the things that you wish you could forget? What about all the people who've come into your life only to make it that much more difficult?

I say fuck it. We define our own reality. We make this life into what we want it to be. At least most of us. Even if you don't know it, your negativity manifests itself into your reality. So does your positive thinking. I've had just about enough of the negative side. I want to start thinking in a more positive manner...

...but I'm scared. Scared that the moment I do, it'll all vanish from existence and I'll be left empty handed. I think that's what history has shown me, so that's what I expect. That's what I anticipate, what I fear. One of my other biggest fears is to get the shit kicked out of me one day. Everyone I tell that to laughs, and they say, "But don't you know how to fight?" Yeah, I do, but I don't like to and I always think that my fear of having to fight will overwhelm my ability to do so. Of course, that's only when I'm sober, otherwise fighting Adam Linger, Kelli and Andrew is fair game. Or maybe just a good game.

Either way, I'm headed to Kung-Fu in a bit. I really feeling like going today, which isn't always the case. But I really want to be there, especially compared to campus. Seeing all the good looking people makes me feel inferior. Of course, I do have every right to sing one of my favorite songs and mean every word of it: "A mujeres no faltan, ni el dinero, ni el amor..." Then again, I've been wrong before, and now that I think about it, all I've got is the middle one. Fuck.

Happens All The Time - Cold