lose your way. yeah, ahem, that's REAL easy to do.
that's my dad. the man found his way, and i think he's exasperated that i've yet to find mine. it's taking much longer than originally anticipated, and i think they knew something was wrong with me when i was a wee lad driving the car down the block at the age of 3. true story. but they look at my achievements [none] and don't see the love [lots]. the latter of which is so much more important, and i want them to know that if i don't pan out, at least they didn't raise a completely useless deadbeat, but one with love in his heart and.. well, a nice camera.
love so potent, i have an enlarged heart and might DIE at any given moment. not a true story, but it'd make for a really sappy 'carpe diem/live life to the fullest' movie like 'the bucket list'. make people aware that life is to be lived and without living it, you've got nothing. why anyone needs a movie to tell them that is beyond me, but maybe we've grown so complacent with life that instead of living with verve and spirit, we live with our heads and logic. saying the following is true and holds zero second thoughts:
youri, you drive me crazy. but i love you none the less.. though i hate you. love/hate at its finest.
i'm not lonely, just alone.
i want to talk to phung.
thoughts invoked by my heart.. true story.
