january 26, 2006:
even bands that came before the beasties boys stole from the beastie boys.
i refuse to take life in prepackaged conceptual units.
coincidence does not prove causality.
i dont know where i'm going with this.
maybe.. "dont ever be afraid of who you are." no one's gonna do it better than you.
maybe im trying to say i want some cowboy boots and i dont think i should be a redneck because of it. or maybe i'm being overly concerned about Right Now Andi to avoid thinking about the Out of College Andi who has to go get a career in the near future.
in a way i almost miss living with my parents cuz they were always making me do shit. i cant make me do anything. i cant even make me file my nails. much less apply for, pay for, locate, pay for parking for, and take the GREs.
am i secretly afraid of failure? If so, then it's one of those secrets that i'm keeping from myself even. cuz i don't think that's it.
maybe im wondering why my dad is keeping me from tatoos. am i afraid he'll stop paying the one bill he pays for me? cuz i bet i could swing $400 more a year. or am i just afraid that it will be the last straw and he'll finally be Ashamed of me? or am i using the Immanent Disapproval as a sort of master excuse for not doing things im unsure about?
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