Day One Hundred and Nine: I'll show you mine if you show me yours first, let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse, let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words, we live on front porches and swing life away, we get by just fine
Swing Life Away, by Rise Against
we get by just fine here on minimum wage (sorry, flickr titles don't allow you to write that much)
Perfect perfect perfect. We're perfect. This song is perfect. This song is more perfect than I could ever describe. I reread the lyrics over and over again, but I always find something new in them. They always take on a new meaning every time I hear them. Pretty much any situation I'm in, this song could work. It's magical.
There's someone who will know from this song that this is for them:
I'm sorry I forgot to say that I'm happy you're doing okay. Because I really really am happy that you're happy. It means the world to me to know that you're doing okay.
I will redo this at some point. I wanted to use an atlas and scrabble letters, not a state map and bananagram letters. We had this really cool old atlas that I was really excited to use, but my parents think they got rid of it. I'll find one at some point. Thank you Tatjana for letting me know I apparently had maps in my car (I should probably know these things...).
Ignore my doodling on my hand. Let's just say that The World's Religions is not the most exciting book. I spent a lot of time reading today. I worked ahead in World Religions and English, but because of that I couldn't work ahead in math. I'll use tomorrow for that hopefully.
It was insanely windy while I took this. My right hand is awkwardly placed because I had to hold the map down. And stop the letters from sliding all around.
I really do want to travel the world. I would like to visit every continent, and as many countries as I can.
You know, I was planning on making this an 'I hate my job" day, but that's really fucking ignorant. At least 9% of my city is unemployed. I'm incredibly lucky to have a job. There's highly trained people with masters degrees looking for any job possible. Me, an untrained 16 year old, am lucky to even have a job. No, I may not like it, but the fact that I have an job is something to be happy about. I'm paid well, I have a wonderful boss, and I know it's going to turn into the job I wanted soon. Sometimes all you need is a little perspective. (Catch the irony in the last lyric of the song? Yes, I get paid minimum wage)
P.S. I uploaded another photo from today separately :D Please go look!