What a specimen of a 21 year vintage I am. :) tehe

What it means to be a man:

I think being a man means being honest in all you do, and always striving to be better. Being knowledgeable about the local and global affairs. Having an educated opinion, standing by it, and always being able to rethink it. About being passionate about life, your interests, your family and friends and your gal. Being a man means living life, laughing, and loving. These are The Things I see, live, do, think, read, watch, love, like, want and more.

Cheers, Jared

Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Getting What You Wanted

Once I had this amazing girlfriend that I still have, I no longer had a real strong desire to go out.  I wanted, for the most part, to leave the old partying, getting trashed, self behind.  However, it wasn't all that easy to turn down my friends on a regular basis.

However, a few months later, that has successfully become the case.  I no longer receive regular calls to go out from my friends, or even texts.  So, I guess, they got the message.

It kind of sucks.

It's not that I didn't want to go out, or don't want to go out.  It's that I know that I need to be a better student.

It just sucks that being a better student has to result in your friends forgetting.

I guess that's how life weeds out your social circle though.  It keeps the people you interact with regularly and gets rid of the rest.  For me, the regular circle revolves around my girlfriend, climbing, and those I interact with for CEED (Jani & Misch), and then Dan and Blake.

I'm not exactly disappointed, sad...no, none of those things.  Just..shucks.

Anyways, back to doing some homework.

Peace and Love,
Jared

P.S. Be careful what you wish for, it just might come true.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

The Things Alcohol Make Me Do

Ugggh.....

That's what I think right now.  I feel great.  I woke up at 7:59 AM with the sun shining on my face.  I looked up from my bed, my eyes almost creaking open as I looked up at the clear blue sky.  There was a lonely cloud just inside my view from the window.  I kept my head up off the pillow to allow me to watch it, my neck complaining the whole time.  I watched it slowly creep out of my view until it finally had gone.  I forced my head back down deep into the pillow, digging in, with a grunt of frustration.  Hoping that forcing my head back into the pillow would force my mind back into the dream that was slowly skipping from my memory.  What would be my result?