Let it be...
For some reason I feel insightful. But I don't know how to offer my insight.

I think Paul said it best. Let it be. How true is that. Some things are just better left alone. In the past. There is no sense in worrying over bull shit that happened years ago.

I turned 19 yesterday. And it was a good day. So many people jsut left me comments on my facebook or sent me text messages. And a few people called me. My mom took me to lunch. My BFFs took me to dinner. Wednesday night Gino bought me dinner. And got me cake. And he and warren and marty sang to me. It was just cool. Because I feel like my life might be going somewhere. And if not, at least I am growing up. Part of growing up is just leaving the past. No sense in trying to stay attached to it. No sense in worrying about it. A few people didn't make any attempt at wishing me a happy birthday. People who say they are my friends. I almost got upset about it. But no. Let it be. I am growing up. Some other people aren't.

So let go.

Let it be.

I am excited for many things in my life right now. I realized how many people I have who love me. I get to start school on monday. And i am excited about it. I love learning. I love doing things that express my humanity. Being creative. Learning. Loving. It just feels good to be alive. It feels good to feel life coarsing through my veins. I think the Evening Star might work out this time. I am really excited for the music I have been working on with my friends. We are doing some really cool stuff.

I think I might have a crush. But its a girl who I can't really comprehend. I think she is like me. Too shy. So nothing will ever come of it. But I can't make the first move. I fear rejection too much. I'd have a panic attack if i tried calling her.

Let me take you down...

There is nothing but the future. That is the funny thing about time. It only goes in one direction.(Or at least we percieve it as going one direction...but don't get me started on quantum physics...I'd talk for hours on it.) And the direction it goes is forward. There is no way to go back. So it is silly to regret the past and live in the past. And spend tomorrow worrying about yesterday. We can only live for the day and for the future. I think too many people like to live tomorrow as a continuation of today. They like to have a life that is stationary and let time move around it. But maybe our lvies should move with time. All I can say is I live everyday like its my last. I live everyday to make it better than the last. I vow to make tomorrow the best day of my life. I will make a difference in this world. Great things will happen.

I get by with a little help from my friends.

(I want somebody to love.)

This could be your last moment on earth. Think about it. At any moment we could die/dissapear into oblivion. This could be the last moment for some of your friends or loved ones. Shouldn't we try to make sure that if this was the last moment for us or someone we know that it could only leave the world with the thought that our lives weren't a waste?

One sweet dream came true today.

I am tired of people who complain and complain about how this or that is horrible or this person is a dick and their lvies suck and blah blah blah. Then they do nothing to do it. If there is a reason to be complaining, take the initiative to do something about it. Sitting around complaining won't change anything. Actions change thigns. Don't run from problems. Face them head on. Tackle them. And live with them. I lvoe how the adults of the world act like little children. Leaders in the middle east building fucking walls in their cities so they don't have to face the people they don't like. Just go on and run from your problems. GROW UP!

I vow to make a difference in this world.

Roll up for the mystery tour.

I had a wonderful birthday. I have wonderful friends. Look out for the new Evening Star EP this spring. And tomorrow I will try to compress and upload the trailer for the movie I am working on with james ond joe. When i do that it will be posted to www.peoplekillrobots.com.

But thanks for giving me a good day guys. I love you.

Will you still need me? Will you still feed me when I'm sixty four?