Just One of Them Things...

I think a lot of the time we really struggle with accepting ourselves. If a girl compliments another guy, or says that said guy is hot, etc., we tend to view that as a dispersion upon our own character or individuality. I know I struggle with that. The overwhelming desire in humanity is to be perfect, whether its to ourselves or to someone else. To hear someone else evaluated as a positive makes one feel less confident about oneself. Thus, it is very difficult to hear good things about other people, no matter how good a sport one is.

It's very difficult sometimes to have self-confidence and be a realist at the same time, especially when your strengths are the intangibles, rather than the obvious. The greatest failing that we can all have when dealing with relationships and the opposite sex is a crisis of confidence. Confidence, of course, is the most difficult thing to build up. Eh, what can we do?

That's about it today. Hung out with Tabitha for a lot today, also Justice. She leaves for North Carolina Monday. On a semi-inspired and related note, it really is starting to feel like we're getting old. Everyone is starting to go their separate ways. Steve and Graber to Akron. TK to Oxford. Jon's in LA. Neifer and Justice in Columbus. Dorr, Anup, and I to the Heights. I guess it's gettin to be about that time.

Closing with a little Rush for y'all:

He's a rebel and a runner
He's a signal turning green
He's a restless young romantic
Wants to run the big machine

He's got a problem with his poisons
But you know he'll find a cure
He's cleaning up his systems
To keep his nature pure

Learning to match the beat of the Old World Man
Learning to catch the heat of the Third World Man
He's got to make his own mistakes
And learn to mend the mess he makes
He's old enough to know what's right
But young enough not to choose it
He's noble enough to win the world
But weak enough to lose it
He's a New World Man...

He's a radio receiver
Tuned to factories and farms
He's a writer and arranger
And a young boy bearing arms

He's got a problem with his power
With weapons on patrol
He's got to walk a fine line
And keep his self-control

Trying to save the day for the Old World Man
Trying to pave the way for the Third World Man

He's not concerned with yesterday
He knows constant change is here today
He's noble enough to know what's right
But weak enough not to choose it
He's wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it
He's a New World Man...


Peace Out