What, Me, Never

So here I am pondering what in the world am I going to do with a blog. But like my mother always asked...."If your friends jumped off a bridge would you do it too." Of course my smart ass answer was probably something like, "are they jumping into water, and if so how far is it to the water."

So here I am typing away on my own blog! Now what to say.

Well graduation is approaching quickly! Only two more days of class and seven days until graduation. Two years of my life has never gone so quickly. I have met a lot of people and learned far more than I honestly will ever put to use in some areas and only scratched the surface in others. What was the most important thing that I learned? People are never what they seem, and you always tend to look to hard, and in the wrong places for friends, when they are right in front of your face.

I guess I am trying to get at two points. First, that we all try to hard to become something that we are not by imitating what is around us. Only to be disappointed by those people, places, and objects when we get to know them better. And leave ourselves wondering what in the world were we thinking. Which leads into my second point of we are all faking it. In turn we are all fakes. None of us really know ourselves or what we want or where we are trying to get to. Were all just mimicking something that we see and think is better than what and where we are.

My advice to someone close to me, and advice I should take to heart as well. "The grass is always greener closer to the sewer." True, as long as were not talking toxic waste. Then comes the next problem, "Once you get to test the waters of the sewer you will always smell like shit." luckily though as time goes by we only smell our own shit. Or maybe we should continue to smell like shit to everyone, that way we would know who was full of it, who was trying to wash it off, and who was never near it. Would this actually keep us from getting knee deep and up the creek without paddles.

To finish that tangent, I believe the ones I would try and get close to would be those that smell like old shit with a hint of Tea Tree (don't ask the bottle was sitting next to me). These people to me are the wisest of them all. They have waded through the shit, realized that their shit stank, come out the other side and are attempting to wash it all away. To me these are the wisest people of all. Been there, done that, thank God I'm alive, and hell if I am ever going back.

In life people will always surprise, disappoint, and hurt you! It's what makes life interesting and unpredictable.

Ok well that was a gay way to start, but hey I did it. If you want a more witty blog you might try out Steve Schmidts. Rumor has it that it was created during Forecasting.