It always has been and always will be. There is never going to be a better time than now. Plans are for the weak and procrastination is the sign of a dead man. Don’t spend time doing anything other than what you want to do and don’t spend time being anything other than what you want to be, this is all time you could have spend better.
I’m all about making the most of my time now, putting the most effort in and reaping the most reward possible. I’m not an idiot who says “This year is my year” every New Year’s Day but i am a firm believer in the power of the human mind and the strength of will that can turn people into heroes, legends and even gods.
No great man ever spent time in bed waiting for life to happen to him, they go out and they make it fucking happen. I will do everything it is physically possible to do and I will be everything it is physically possible to be, not for someone else but for myself and in spite of what anyone else does. The people that doubt you, cast you aside or forget about you will be the first ones to recognize you when you reach the top of the mountain, never forget that.
Well, I’ve started a Come Dine With Me-esque competition with my housemates where a different one of us makes a different smoothie for every day of the week and we rate each other in order to see who’s was the best. So far it’s going well and it’s actually really fun so that’s at least one good thing this week and if that was it, to be honest I’d even be happy with that.
Sadly, my friend bailed on recording at his for the weekend but it left me open for when a girl I’d been talking to asked to go on a date, I went and had fun but to be honest, not really feeling it but she is a lovely girl so why the fuck not? If she asks me to meet up again, I’ll have to say yes anyway so I guess that could go either way.
I also got the result from the assignment I was forced into putting off until the last night and I actually got a first! My first one of the third year as well so somehow, being made to procrastinate actually made me focus more in the little time I did have and work better. That’s a big fucking win for the yaysayers.
And finally, the little things. I’ve gone to mcdonalds at 3am. I’ve gone training every day and have been absolutely killing it. I’ve smoked a shitload of weed and managed to go out on wednesday with just one of my flatmates, still get hammered and somehow wake up without a hangover again. If that happens a third time then I’m saying that it’s down to saying yes too.
Drugs and alcohol fuelled my creativity. I reasoned that if it was good enough for Hendrix then it was good enough for me but as i lay here at only five and a half hours away from a lecture I have not done an ounce of preparation for, I realise that it’s actually boredom. Boredom not because I have nothing to do, but a boredom of the real world. I’m fed up of university after a fortnight and not because I don’t want to do it, I really do, but because I know I’m meant for better things. Not to sound egotistical, but I really, really am.