I wonder every day at the value we hold for our own sadly meaningless lives. What is there that is so wonderful about life that we are so unwilling to give it up? I tell people, I'm not trying to kill myself, but if I die I don't see it as a big loss. Which is why I intend to have a damn good time while I'm still around. The best way to live life is without worry, without obligation, and most importantly without regret. I try not to worry about anything because I know that things will eventually work themselves out no matter how screwed up they are, and that I can't change anything that's already happened. Fate, destiny, providence, call it what you will. Just move on and don't drive yourself psycho about that stupid thing you said to billybobjoesmith, or because you fell down in a skirt on a rainy day the second week of starting a new school (yes, I actually managed to do that). Live in the moment and for the moment, be spontaneous and crazy or you might be missing out.
      I hold myself and only myself responsible for myself, and therefore I feel very little obligation to anyone else, except for my dad, but that's a whole other story. It's so stupid that people go around blaming each other for everything all the time. If you've got a problem do something about it or stop whining. Actions speak louder than words, and all that crap.
      As for regret, I simply refuse. Everything we do, everything that happens to us impacts who we are, whether we appreciate it or not. I don't regret anything I have done or any choices I have made. "Forget regret-or life is yours to miss" Take any single one away and it removes a part of who I am-I prefer to stay in one piece. Not that I'm necessarily proud of everything I've done, I just refuse to let it weigh me down. I remember reading somewhere about how every day in our life sets off a chain of events- think of one day and what happened that, even in the far future, set off other events in your life. Which is why we should live every single day as if it's the first and the last day of life. "No day but today". If you can't make today count, what can you say about the next?
      Enough of my philosophying and preaching. The library is where I hold my poetry up to public ridicule, so feel free to comment. Preferably directly to me, but the guestbook is good too(hinthint). And if you spend as much time online as I do you should have plenty of time to stop in the guestroom and go visit some of my friends.
      Farewell, adieu, au revoir, ..oh just go on...

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